Pour me another Tequila Sheila,
Lay down and love me.
Though I can tell you about it
But don’t mind my gun by the bed
I feel kind of naked without it
But it eases the fear in my head.
Just pass me the salt n’the lemon
Bend down n’blow out the light
I never had trusted the women, Sheila
But I’m gonna trust you tonight.
So you can pour me another Tequila Sheila
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
Dor all the damn gold in Juarez.
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I got the Pesos to spend
So pour me another Tequilla Sheila,
And lay down and love me again
and again and again.
Oh Sheila I’m hearing your heart beat
But I’m hearing footsteps outside
The courtyard is crawling with damn federalists
And Sheila there’s no place to hide.
Now I don’t know who could have tipped them
‘Cause nobody knew but you
But I can’t make love to a squealer, Sheila
So I guess there’s just one thing to do.
Oh you can pour me another Tequila Sheila.
I’m gonna put on your red satin dress,
you put on my cloths
You go out and face the dealer
And Sheila, I wish you the best.
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
I need a fast horse and a friend
So pour me another Tequila Sheila
And I’ll ride towards the border again.
