Over,
over,
over,
over
It's all over,
over,
over, over Britain's too bit fine
They're cursing tequila It makes me happy
Bullcong tequila It feels like flying
Cog tequila when the doors are open
On cog tequila when the
party's on
There's the curse of sea air,
sunrise,
and margarita
They'll break your heart in the desert heater
Tell you you're thirsty
They'll tell you you're sober,
sober It's all over,
over,
over, over
They'll tell you you're fine
They're cursing tequila It makes me happy
Bullcong tequila It feels like flying
Cog tequila when the doors are open
On cog tequila when the party's on
That's the curse of tequila It makes me happy
Bullcong tequila It feels like flying
Cog tequila when the doors are open
On cog tequila when the party's on
That's the curse of tequila It makes me feel alive
It's got two locks on your mind It's there to help you forget
To relax and rewind And leave behind the repeat
To make you well before your
morning's time And you're saying to hell with the salt,
lemon,
and lime Salt,
lemon,
and lime,
Cog tequila
Arriba, arriba Cog tequila It makes me happy
Cog tequila It feels like flying Cog tequila It makes me happy
Cog tequila It feels like flying Cog tequila It makes me happy
Cog tequila
It feels like flying