Wall of Voodoo Follow

i feel a hot wind on my shoulder
and the touch of a world that is older
i turn the switch and check the number
i leave it on when in bed i slumber
i hear the rhythms of the music
i buy the product and never use it
i hear the talking of the dj
can't understand--just what does he say?

Chorus:
i'm on a mexican radio
i'm on a mexican radio...

i dial it in and tune the station
they talk about the u.s. inflation
i understand just a little
no comprende--it's a riddle

Chorus

i wish i was in tijuana
eating barbecued iguana
i'd take requests on the telephone
i'm on a wavelength far from home
i feel a hot wind on my shoulder
i dial it in from south of the border
i hear the talking of the dj
can't understand--just what does he say?

Chorus

radio, radio...
(what does he say?)