Lyrics
All these 60 hours weeks without a vacation
I'm all mixed up and my body's achin'
Talked to the doctor at the bar down the street
Oh, but all he could offer me was sympathy
When I finished my drink and got up to go
Everybody said goodbye, but I said "Adios"
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Well, I drove past my ex, goin' into work today
And my mind, once again went to Monterey
I hear mariachi bands playing in my head
The less that I listen, the louder it gets
Been going to bed with my flip-flops on
I just might be, too far gone
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Ya' I'm all twisted up like a big pin~ata
What I need right now is a whole lotta nada
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Ya, I might just be borderline crazy
I'm all mixed up and my body's achin'
Talked to the doctor at the bar down the street
Oh, but all he could offer me was sympathy
When I finished my drink and got up to go
Everybody said goodbye, but I said "Adios"
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Well, I drove past my ex, goin' into work today
And my mind, once again went to Monterey
I hear mariachi bands playing in my head
The less that I listen, the louder it gets
Been going to bed with my flip-flops on
I just might be, too far gone
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Ya' I'm all twisted up like a big pin~ata
What I need right now is a whole lotta nada
Got these blue collar blues, and I can't sleep
Been counting margaritas, yeah, instead of sheep
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a cloud of senoritas dancin' round me
I don't think I'm losing my mind
But I'm thinking maybe
I might be borderline crazy
Ya, I might just be borderline crazy