Pour me another tequila, Sheila
Lay down and love me again.
No I can't tell you about it.
But don't mind the gun by the bed.
I feel kinda naked without it,
But it eases the fears in my head.
So pass me the salt and the lemon,
Lay down and blow out the light.
I never have trusted the women, Sheila,
But I'm gonna trust you tonight.
Oh you can pour me another tequila, Sheila.
Take off that red satin dress.
I crossed the border, and I beat the dealer
For all the damn gold in Juarez.
I feel like ol' Pancho Villa, Sheila,
And I got the pesos to spend.
So pour me another tequila, Sheila
And lay down and love me again.
And again and again.
Oh Sheila, I'm hearin' your heart beat,
But I'm hearing footsteps outside.
The courtyard is crowded with them federalists.
And Sheila, there's no place to hide.
Now I don't know who could have tipped 'em.
Cause nobody knew it but you.
And I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila.
So I guess there's just one thing to do. Yeah!
Oh you can pour me another tequila, Sheila.
And I'm gonna put on your red satin dress.
You put on my clothes, and you go face the dealer
And Sheila I wish you the best.
I feel like ol' Pancho Villa, Sheila.
I need a fast horse and a friend.
So pour me another tequila Sheila,
And I'll ride for the border again.