I took a trip about a week ago to a place down in Mexico A little town called Rosario It was a Mexican night, I was feeling all right I checked it out after checking in I found a bar on the corner full of booze and sin I walked in wearing my gringo grin It was a Mexican night, I was feeling all right I was drinking and I ordered more A man obliged me with a "Si, señor" I'm feeling no pain, it was half past four It was a Mexican night, and I was looking tight I paid my bill and headed for the door There stood a bale full of trouble, an easy score She was a poor man's lady, a rich man's whore It was a Mexican night, and the price was right We hit the room, and we spoke a while She had olive eyes and an ivory smile She really got to me with that Latin style It was a Mexican night, she was out of sight She was ready, and so was I She really hit me like the Fourth of July Another moment in the life of this guy It was a Mexican night, and I was feeling all right Passion flowed, I would say She was a moment put me away I think I even may have yelled "Ole" It was a Mexican night, she was out of sight Two hours later, I was really spent My body told me I was late on the rent So I closed my eyes, and I folded my tent It was a Mexican night, and I was feeling all right When she left me, I don't really know I turned over, I got up to go My head was heavy, my feet were slow It was a Mexican night, but I did all right I looked around, something bothered me I had a watch on the dresser that I couldn't see My wallet looked thinner; I was missing three It was a Mexican night, and I had been rolled all right I told a captain 'bout her olive eyes He had to know her in a town that size But all he did was simply swat the flies It was a Mexican night that got me uptight The policia didn't help me much He rolled his mustache, I sensed a touch I said two words, and they weren't in Dutch It was a Mexican fight, and the bail wasn't right The morning came, and I opened my eyes When someone woke me with a stick in my thighs I got up, nodding to the other guys It was a Mexican night, and the jail was tight And down a hall to the room on the right In I walked to a welcome sight And there she stood, my little bandit of the night It was a Mexican night that did it all right I looked at him, then I looked at her And then he told me, "She's my sister, sir" "And now, what charges do you prefer?" It was a Mexican night that got me up tight, yeah I shook my head, and then I turned to go Then he gave me my watch, but she kept my dough Oh, what the hell, when in Mexico It's a Mexican night, it's a Mexican night