C.C. Waterback, one tequila sunrise   One's for my aching head   The other's for my bloodshot eyes      Last night I let it all hang out   I guess that's how my head got sore   C.C. Waterback   I can't stand the pain no more      Last night we got invited   To a party at the Jones' place   For fun and games and booze   And things I guess I must drunk a case      But that lady of mine drank warm red wine   'Til she couldn't even find the door   She wound up on the Jones' bed   And I wound up on the floor      C.C. Waterback, one tequila sunrise   One's for my aching head   The other's for my bloodshot eyes      C.C. Waterback, one tequila sunrise   One's for my aching head   The other's for my bloodshot eyes