Laredo

As I walked out on the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I knew that I'd left Uncle Sam's dominion
I knew that I'd left the old U. S of A

I can see by the faces that I've crossed the border
the streets all lead down the Mexico way
I try the food, I'm assaulted by flavours
chillies enough to make Gringos say "nay"

The beer also comes from south of the border
with names which ring of a Myan past
the glasses it's served in come straight from the freezer
I cannot imagine a finer repast.

Repeat ad nauseam then apologise to all within earshot.