Traveling Wilburys

Margarita, ah

Margarita, ah


It was in Pittsburgh late one night

I lost my hat, got into a fight

I rolled and tumbled till I saw the light

Went to the big apple, took a bite

Still the sun went down your way

Down from the blue into the gray

Where I stood I saw you walk away

You danced away

I asked her what we're gonna do tonight

She said "Cahuenga Langa-Langa-Shoe Box Soup"

We better keep tryin' till we get it right

Tala mala sheela jaipur dhoop

She wrote a long letter on short piece of paper

Oh margarita don't stay away too long

Come on home

Oh margarita don't say you will when you won't