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!