The Padre told me me all the hymns were born
Out of the saxophone
And I went down to festival
Beneath the Tijuana moon

I sawa fvghtcre in the hole
Two broken lovers strung and strewn
I drank myself into a dream
About the Tijuana moon

Tijuana moon
My irtd
Tajuana moon
Oh my darlin'
Tiajuana moon
Lord, my dirty
Tijuana moon

Tijauana
Tija-tijuana
Tijuana

You can kick the Texas blues
Tequila and the burning spoon
Bu,t my amigo
Nothings good against the Tijuana moon
Talk about dirty
Talk about dirty Tijuana moon
Oh but I love her
Talk about dirty Tijuana moon
Oh, but I love her
Tijuana moon
Oh, Lord, that dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty
Tijuana Moon
(fades)