(J.J. Cale) Just below San Diego Tijuana, land of broken dreams Senoritas dancing in the moonlight Flashing Spanish dark eyes to everyone, it seems They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border Just tell them I'm your daughter un poco loco Down the backstreets, through the alleys All the young men stand with pride They guard the palace to the kingdom Called Tijuana, the entrance they disguise They say "Hey, gringo Can you take us across the border We'll work for just a quarter On the other side"