Текст песни Stan Ridgway - Mexican Radio

I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
I turn the switch and check the number
I leave it on when in bed I slumber
I hear the rhythms of the music
I buy the product, and never use it
I hear the talking of the deejay
Can't understand––just what does he say?
Chorus:
I'm on a mexican radio
I'm on a mexican, woah-ho, radio
I dial it in and tune the station
They talk about the US inflation
I understand just a little
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