What's up man   Nah, last night was the bomb homey   We got fucked up ay   But I woke up with the biggest fuckin headache   Hungover like a bitch   I'm never drinkin again homeboy   Ha, yeah right      I usually wait til Sunday to have my menudo   But it's Saturday and I woke up all crudo   I think I had one too many shots of tequila   Mira, I heard I made a toast to mi vida   Left a big tip, mariachis took my grip   And the sad thing about it is I don't remember shit   Wait a minute, bartender can you pass me a lemon   And a nice cold Tacate, thank you, simon   Anyways, yesterday was the bomb all night long   Getting drunk off my ass, bottoms up on the glass   Presidente and Coke, 1800's no joke   Had me feeling like I never felt before so pour some more   Til I hit the floor or stumble out the door   And when the bar closes, it's time to hit the liquor store   Drinkin Tacates, or Cerveza Martina   Taking shots of tequila while I'm la cantina      [Chorus x2]   Cerveza's in my hand   And I don't give a damn   Another shot of tequila   Thank you very much señorita      I said I wouldn't drink no more, but this can't be true   'cause it's not even noon and I already had two   One with my menudo, and one during the break   Want me to promise that I won't drink, but that's a promise I can't make   So suffering, hungover from the night before   But the only way to fix it is to drink some more   So did I? But of course what you think?   I'm sitting at the bar from the beers that I won't drink   You gotta be kidding me, the buzz is hitting me   Got me feeling light-headed   I'm headed to the park with the homey Spark   But they had some besto there tambien   A couple twelve-packs that they jacked   I'm feelin like I can't win   Everywhere I go there's alcohol til I fall   It's 7 o'clock, but will I make it to last call   Hey homey, you vatos gonna be here for a while?   If so I'll see ya   But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina      [Chorus x2]      Back in the cantina, sippin my cerveza   It's gonna be the same way as last night holmes, I bet ya   Primos and friends from one night to the other end   The wicked wicked wino, is getting drunk again   Stumbling, I'm wasted and it shows   And wouldn't be suprised if later on I'm throwing blows   'cause that's the way it goes, and everybody knows   But I'll just relax and go with the flow   Bartender I'm ready for another shot and won't stop until I drop   Or til somebody calls the cops   My primo picked me up off the floor   And said "I think you've a little bit too much to drink   I don't think you should drink anymore"   Drag me out, up the hill to mi caton   The bar's a few minutes away but it took me a hour to get home   I've learned my leason, rule number one of la cantina   Don't mix cerveza with tequila      [Chorus x2]      You know every weekend I say I'm never gonna drink again   But I'm always going back to the cantina with mi familia   I got something to tell all of you   Never mix cerveza with tequila   I'm warning you   I'm out