I, This Mexican

Wake up with this mexican
And it's good luck all the
Rest of the day.

Buy this mexican a beer
And you'll end up having
A good time.

Feed this mexican
And you won't get rid of
Him for a very long time.

Fuck this mexican
And he'll just keep
Coming back for more.

Keep this mexican
And you'll have to put up
With all sorts of shit.

But you know how it is,
It's all good. Nothing but
Peace and love and joy and happiness.

This mexican pays the bills and
Does the yard and cooks and
Cleans and makes love and more.

He does smoke and he does drink but not too much
He reads and writes poetry and sleeps nude.
He doesn't wear a lot of clothes or shoes.

He's good enough company, plays chess and cards
And does the taekwondo thing. He likes to get out
Of the house every now and again.

He's not a bad guy.
He's a father and a husband,
A son and a brother.

He has a large family
He doesn't keep in touch
With as he should.

He's passionate, maybe too much so,
But so were his grandfathers.
He comes from good stock.

I, this mexican.