MEXICAN AT HEART

    
WELL I SAW YOUR SHORT BLOCK CHEVY PARKED THIS MORNIN',
BY THE PURPLE HOUSE YOU BOUGHT, WITH THE RED ROOF TILE.
I EVEN MET YOUR BABY GIRL JUANITA,
SUCH A FUNNY NAME FOR A RED HAIRED IRISH CHILD.

FOR LUNCH YOU EAT TAMALIES, AND BURRITOS.
YOU ALWAYS BUY BLACK VELVET DAYGLOW ART.
ALTHOUGH YOU'VE GOT A PHD FROM HARVARD.
YOU'RE REALLY JUST A MEXICAN AT HEART.

BULL FIGHTS, HAVE REPLACED SUNDAY FOOTBALL,
ROBERTO'S NOT YOUR NAME, I KNOW IT'S BOB.
YOU QUIT AND NOW YOU'RE DRAWING UN-EMPLOYMENT.
A CPA'S JUST NOT A MACHO JOB.

NOW I KNOW YOU HAVE A REAL NICE CACTUS GARDEN.
AND I ADMIT YOU REALLY PLAY THE PART.
EVERYONE WHO KNOWS YOU THINKS YOU'RE CRAZY.
YOU'RE REALLY JUST A MEXICAN AT HEART.
YOU'RE REALLY JUST A MEXICAN AT HEART.