Mexican Sonata

Written by Douglas Firestein

Thank you for coming to dinner
I hope this is to your taste
I’ve never been here before
It’s a highly recommended place

I ordered on your behalf
At a table near the back door
The tacos are full of meat
I heard they are to die for

I’m gonna throw tortilla chips
Fried ninja stars of corn
Straight into your chest
Watch the salsa start pourin’

As you are bleeding out
I’ll stuff you like a pinata
The symphony of your screams
Will be my Mexican sonata

Whoa, oh my Mexican sonata

The rice here is a real winner
They fry it in tomato paste
I heard they ran out in the kitchen
So i’ll extract some from your face

You lookin’ a bit scared
Sweat runnin’ down your neck
The bill is coming so be prepared
You’re the sucka payin’ the check

I’m gonna throw tortilla chips
Fried ninja stars of corn
Straight into your chest
Watch the salsa start pourin’

As you are bleeding out
I’ll stuff you like a pinata
The symphony of your screams
Will be my Mexican sonata

Whoa, oh my Mexican sonata

(Who’s gonna pay it)
I said You gonna pay tonight
(Who’s gonna pay it)
I said you gonna pay the price
(Who’s gonna pay it)
I SAID (Whoa)
I SAID
I SAID YOU!!!!

I’m gonna throw tortilla chips
Fried ninja stars of corn
Straight into your chest
Watch the salsa start pourin’

As you are bleeding out
I’ll stuff you like a pinata
The symphony of your screams
Will be my Mexican sonata

Whoa, oh my Mexican sonata