With Tennesee sour mash whiskey on my breath
Rosalee, Suzie and Lucy on my mind
I drove my old car down dusty streets of this old border town
But I never thought I'd get stuck here such a long long time
I've got a million-dollar bill, they can't change it
And they won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down, yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to the Rosarita Beach Café
It was one of those hot dry dime-a-dozen Mexicali days
When I fell through the door of the Rosarita Beach Café
And I got myself a table with a view of the breakers in the bay
And another cold Dos Equis on the way
I've got a million-dollar bill, they can't change it
And they won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down, yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to the Rosarita Beach Café
Well, I soon fell in with thugs and thieves and gamblers from the beach
And the devil himself suggested an all night game
But the night winds came along like some dark-eyed señorita's song
And blew my straight flush out across the waves
I've got a million-dollar bill, they can't change it
And they won't let me leave until my tab is paid
So I might as well settle down, yes
And buy the house another round
Send my mail to the Rosarita Beach Café, aw!