Pour me another tequila, Sheila
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I sure could use a friend
So pour me another tequilla, Sheila
And lay down and love me again
No I can't tell you about it
But don't mind my gun by the bed
I feel kind of naked without it
And it eases the fears in my head
So just pass me the salt and the lemon
Bend down and blow out the light
I never had trusted the woman
But Sheila I'll trust you tonight
So pour me another tequila, Sheila
Take off that red satin dress
I cross the border and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
And I got pessos to spend
So pour me another tequilla, Sheila
And lay down and love me again
Sheila I'm hearing your heart beat
But I'm hearing footsteps outside
The courtyard is crawling with damn federalists
And Sheila there's no place to hide
I don't know who could have tipped them
Nobody knew it but you
But I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila
So I guess there's just one thing to do
Pour me another tequila, Sheila
I'm gonna put on your red satin dress
You put on my cloths
You go out and face the dealer
And Sheila, I wish you the best
I feel like old Pancho Villa, Sheila
I need a fast horse and a friend
So pour me another tequila, Sheila
And I'll run for the border again
Pour me another tequila, Sheila
And I'll run for the border again