[Intro]
[?] Georgie, open your eyes!
Eins, zwei, drei, uno!

[Verse 1]
Oh, is that what they're calling it now?
Small town, uh big mouth
Well all I got is honesty
Hard-working girls always come on to me
I guess I got to go
See you when I'm back from, Mexico (what's up buddy?)
Don't hate if you can't relate
To this SVN/BVRNT stylee street parade

[Chorus]
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind

[Break DJ Scratching]
—nada
—na—na—nada
—na—nada
—nada

[Verse 2]
And as the day is long
Somethin' I can promise y'all
That if I was the motherfuckin' President
I'd hire twenty strippers for my cabinet
Shotout, bumouts need not apply
If you never hear another word
You know the reason why
There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked
[Chorus]
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind, woah
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a
Ensenada on my mind, oh
I don't wanna be your man no more
No quiero sentir tu amor
Ensenada en mi mente

[Outro]
There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked (—nada)
There's something you should know (—nada)
I declare you're stoked (—na-na, —na-na-nada)
There's something you should know (—nada)
I declare you're stoked (—nada)
There's something you should know (—na-nada)
I declare you're so stoked
Haha (Georgie, open your eyes!)