Where's my pal, where's my friend? All good things must have an end. Sad things and nothings, on and on they go. I guess he went to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. Buenos dias, got to go. Tengo que obedecer mi corazón. They all went to Mexico. Where's my mule and where's my dre? Straw hats packed up and gone away. Mule don't go north and dre go slow. They both went to Mexico. Where's my sweetie, where's the face? And lit dark corners every place. She put up with me a long time, you know. And then she had to go to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. Buenos dias, got to go. Tengo que obedecer mi corazón. They all went to Mexico. Where's my brown dog and where's my hound? He liked my truck, he hung around. But he's a canine Romeo. And I guess he went to Mexico. Where's that woman, so sweet, so mean? Her heart was cautious, her mind was keen. She was always looking for the picadillo. I hope she went to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. Buenos dias, got to go. Tengo que obedecer mi corazón. They all went to Mexico. Where's December's happy crew? With German bikes and signed cars too. They take the trucks out to St. Louis Motorcycle all the way to Mexico. Where's my luck and where's my grace? Has it all been just a foolish chase? Every time I hear that rainy chill wind blow, I think it might be time to head to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. Buenos dias, got to go. Tengo que obedecer mi corazón. They all went to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. Buenos dias, got to go. Tengo que obedecer mi corazón. They all went to Mexico. They all went to Mexico. They all went to Mexico.