Tijuana
(Intro.)
Hey, vato. Creo que siento una cancion.
Holla, amigos. Yo soy M. C. Chalkskin.
(Verse 1.)
When we’re feelin’ down.
When we need inspiration.
We go to a town
In another nation.
South of the border.
That’s where we go.
Fix our disorder
Down in Mexico.
Grass so green.
Skies so blue.
Where everything
Has a special hue.
Where men are men.
Women are pretty.
There’s no sin.
It’s a paradise city
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
(Verse 2.)
People so happy.
No worry or fear.
Kids dress snappy.
Skip to school in cheer.
Parents full of praise
‘Bout their kid’s knowledge.
They all get A’s
And go to college.
Everyone’s wealthy.
Land of plenty.
Everyone’s healthy.
Drivin’ their Bentley.
Weekend at the beach
In water so pure.
Always in reach
Of the crystal shore.
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
(Verse 3.)
The streets are gold.
The buildings are grand.
Ninos young and old
Love a mariachi band.
Ponce De Leon
Knew the truth.
Avenida Revolucion
Has the Fountain of Youth.
Grab my zebra mule.
Eat a bean burrito,
Cause I need fuel
To get to Rosarito.
Get my hair braided.
Ride a majestic caballo.
Tijuana. Wouldn’t trade it
For the state of Ohio.
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
Hey. Hey, amigos. Hey. Come over here, man.
Yeah, whatchu got over here?
You got one of them little, leather wallets with the tweetys on it?
No, man, I don’t got them leather wallets.
Yo, whatchu got then, man?
Yo tengo las muchachas, man. I got a chalky one for you and... and an ugly one for you, man.
But what about the tweety birds?
Pops, I told you! Drop the tweety bird thing, man. You embarassin’ me in a foreign land!
Orale!
Lyrics by M.C. Chalkskin.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh, Godson, and Yochanan Winston Ph.D.
Vocals by M.C. Chalkskin, D.J. Pop'N'Fresh, and Rich Prophet.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Alto Sax, Flute, Tenor Sax: Yochanan Winston Ph.D.
Synth: Godson
Hey, vato. Creo que siento una cancion.
Holla, amigos. Yo soy M. C. Chalkskin.
(Verse 1.)
When we’re feelin’ down.
When we need inspiration.
We go to a town
In another nation.
South of the border.
That’s where we go.
Fix our disorder
Down in Mexico.
Grass so green.
Skies so blue.
Where everything
Has a special hue.
Where men are men.
Women are pretty.
There’s no sin.
It’s a paradise city
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
(Verse 2.)
People so happy.
No worry or fear.
Kids dress snappy.
Skip to school in cheer.
Parents full of praise
‘Bout their kid’s knowledge.
They all get A’s
And go to college.
Everyone’s wealthy.
Land of plenty.
Everyone’s healthy.
Drivin’ their Bentley.
Weekend at the beach
In water so pure.
Always in reach
Of the crystal shore.
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
(Verse 3.)
The streets are gold.
The buildings are grand.
Ninos young and old
Love a mariachi band.
Ponce De Leon
Knew the truth.
Avenida Revolucion
Has the Fountain of Youth.
Grab my zebra mule.
Eat a bean burrito,
Cause I need fuel
To get to Rosarito.
Get my hair braided.
Ride a majestic caballo.
Tijuana. Wouldn’t trade it
For the state of Ohio.
(Hook.)
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
Take me down to...
Tijuana.
A ritmo vamos...
Tijuana.
I wanna go to...
Tijuana.
Hey. Hey, amigos. Hey. Come over here, man.
Yeah, whatchu got over here?
You got one of them little, leather wallets with the tweetys on it?
No, man, I don’t got them leather wallets.
Yo, whatchu got then, man?
Yo tengo las muchachas, man. I got a chalky one for you and... and an ugly one for you, man.
But what about the tweety birds?
Pops, I told you! Drop the tweety bird thing, man. You embarassin’ me in a foreign land!
Orale!
Lyrics by M.C. Chalkskin.
Music by D.J. Pop'N'Fresh, Godson, and Yochanan Winston Ph.D.
Vocals by M.C. Chalkskin, D.J. Pop'N'Fresh, and Rich Prophet.
Mixed and Mastered by Dre.
Alto Sax, Flute, Tenor Sax: Yochanan Winston Ph.D.
Synth: Godson
2011 copyright for all of "Fresh Donuts."