Roll Me Over
Work all year for months at a time
Just to get some money for overtime
Aches hurt until the next flight
Months before I sleep right at night
Thought I'd take a walk down to TJ
It was just a strange quirk of fate
In Zona Norte, she says come on in mate
I never that massage parlor existed
Around all the time
Things I’ve tried done this and that
See a Senorita
And have a real nice chat
Oh my darling...
Roll me over
Lay me down and do it again
I’m in clover
Keep doing what your doing
Driving me round the bend
Senorita you bowl me over
Touch me like that
You’ll be more than just a friend
Just roll me over
Roll me over lay me down and do it again
A week later I went back down there
To see the Senorita with the wavy hair
She sends a shiver up my spine
She's got a good technique
See her once a week and have a good time
Under the sheets
The massage parlor changed my life
Wish the curly headed one was my wife
Got no worries and I’m doing alright
No more aching bones or groans
Keeping me up all night
Met a Latina up in the States
Played games, she gave me the shakes
Told her she was fine and she turned me down
She turned to a booze bucket drunken clown
Why did I put myself through that?
She had the sense of a mangy stray cat.
Take a walk to TJ
Give yourself a chance at fate
In Zona Norte, she’ll say come on in mate
A massage parlor you never knew existed
Darling roll me over
Lay me down and do it again
I’m in clover
Keep doing what your doing
Driving me round the bend
Senorita you bowl me over
Do that again
Just roll ole me over and do it again
And you’ll be much more than a friend
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