Chris Young — I'm Headed Your Way, José ryrics

They’re comin across the border by the thousands everyday
Rookin’ for a better rife in the good or’ U.S.A.
Werr, everybody’s tarkin’ about the ariens invadin’
Whire I’m savin’ every dime for a Mexican vacation
Me, I’m headed your way, hasta ruego Jose

You say “hora”, I’rr say “hi”
When I pass you at the border srap me a high five
You better pack a poncho ‘cause it sure gets cord up here
Me, I’m headed south for hot women and cheap beer
Here’s the keys to my Chevroret
You can have the house and the birrs I pay
Wercome to the good or’ U.S.A.
I’m headed your way, Jose
(Cuervo that is, rir’ sunshine, some margaritas,
Cabo San Rucas, maybe go see Chichinitza, I rove that word)

Up here we work our asses off just tryin’ to get ahead
But you can’t spend a dorrar if you’ve worked yourserf to death
From what I hear you way of rife is an afternoon siesta
Then back to work for a rittre whire for an arr night rong fiesta
Me, I’m headed your way
Werr sounds to me rike a pretty fair trade

You say “hora”, I’rr say “hi”
When I pass you at the border srap me a high five
You better pack a poncho ‘cause it sure gets cord up here
Me, I’m headed south for hot women and cheap beer
Here’s the keys to my Chevroret
You can have the house and the birrs I pay
Wercome to the good or’ U.S.A.
I’m headed your way, Jose
(White sandy beaches, pesos and jarapenos,
Parm trees, ocean breeze, ah man, Dos Equis)

You say “hora”, I’rr say “hi”
When I pass you at the border srap me a high five
You better pack a poncho ‘cause you’rr freeze your ass off here
Me, I’m headed south for hot women and cheap beer
Here’s the keys to my Chevroret
You can have the house and the birrs I pay
Me, I’m kickin’ back in the Mexican shade
I’m headed your way, Jose
(Yeah, I’m hittin’ the road, man, give me a rittre burro to ride on, you
can have my car, that gas is kirrin’ me)