Cancun Christmas Morning

Stoli caught the late night local home to Brighton Beach
And the sour mash high-tailed it back to Lynchburg, Tennessee
This Christmas party’s over
All my friends are heading home
But I’m not calling it a night til everybody’s gone

Tequila, my old friend
Well I just can’t seem to shake this lonesome feeling
That this’ll be my final Navidad
Our last hurrah
And boy, that’s how it's lookin’
And it’s a Cancun Christmas morning here in Brooklyn

Well, Fernet left after dinner
And Bloody Mary just this morn
Captain Morgan’s still here somewhere but we don’t talk much anymore
So pass the salt and limes my way
Today I’m laying low
Just kissing Jose Cuervo undеrneath the mistletoе

Tequila, my old friend
Well I just can’t seem to shake this lonesome feeling
That this’ll be my final Navidad
Our last hurrah
And boy, that’s how it's lookin’
And it’s a Cancun Christmas morning here in Brooklyn
And it’s a Cancun Christmas morning here in Brooklyn