(To the tune of “Take It Easy” by the Eagles)
Well I’m a headin’ out to lunch,
Stomach’s rumblin’ a bunch,
I got seven tacos on my mind,
Four with guacamole,
Two refried frijoles,
One with jalapeño rinds.
Make it cheesy, make it cheesy,
Because you know I like my Tex-Mex
Kinda greasy.
Load it up with real hot sauce
And then you’ll show that plate who’s boss,
A few more years of life are lost,
But make it cheesy.
Well I’m dodgin all my exes
In downtown Houston, Texas,
Starvin’ until I see
A burrito stand in a big box van,
Rollin’ down the street an’ right towards me.
A chalupa, with a scoop ‘a
Sour cream and refried beans
Oughta do ya.
We may regret what we ate,
‘Cause it’s a heart attack on a plate,
But open up and masticate
And make it cheesy.
Well I’m a headin’ out to lunch,
Stomach’s rumblin’ a bunch,
I got beef tamales on my mind,
Lotsa chips ‘n queso
And peppers if I say so,
In Jersey that’s hard to find.
Make it cheesy, make it cheesy,
Because you know I like my Tex-Mex
Kinda greasy.
A chalupa, with a scoop ‘a
Sour cream and refried beans
Oughta do ya.
Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh,
Oh we got it cheesy,
We oughta make it cheesy…
© 2009 by Stacy Clifford
