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(Wall of Voodoo)
Performed by Wall of Voodoo
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older
Turn the switch and check the number
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 DJ
Can't understand just what does he say?
CHORUS
I'm on a Mexican radio
I'm on a Mexican radio
I dial it and tune the station
They talk about the U.S. inflation
I understand just a little
No comprende-it's a riddle
CHORUS
I wish I was in Tijuana
Eating barbecued iguana
I'd take requests on the telephone
I'm on a wavelength far from home
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the DJ
Can't understand just what does he say?
CHORUS
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Made by the, ah, Flesh (flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh)
(the Flesh, the Flesh)
[Flesh-N-Bone]
Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up wide
deep in your mental, Flesh'll get you mesmerized
Must I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the Flesh
And it be test or tried, even if they (gonna fight)
And the Afta Maff, when I'm on, go on home
It ain't shit, thought you knew me 'til I made it know
Nothin' to pick up the gauge, explosion, blown
Contend with the fifth dog,
never could anyone check how I'm servin' for the C-L-E
Get took to the streets,