Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I turn the switch and check the number I leave it on when in bed I slumber I hear the rhythms of the music I buy the product and never use it I hear the talking of the deejay Can't understand just what does he say Chorus I'm on a mexican radio I'm on a mexican - whao - radio I dial it in and tune the station They talk about u.s. inflation I understand just a little No comprende it's a riddle Chorus - 4 times I wish I was in tijuana Eating barbequed iguana I'd take requests on the telephone I'm on a wavelength far from home I feel a hot wind on my shoulder I did it in from south of the border I hear the talking of the deejay Can't understand just what does he say What does he say?