Sublime – Ensenada Lyrics

One, zwei, drei, uno

Oh, is that what they're calling it now?
Small town, big mouth
Well, all I got is honesty
Hard-working girls always come on to me

I guess I gotta go
See you when I'm back from Mexico (what's up, buddy?)
Don't hate if you can't relate
To this SVN/BVRNT stylee street parade

I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore
Ensenada on my mind ('nada)

'Nada
'Na, 'na, 'nada
'Na, 'na, 'nada
Ensenada on my mind

And as the day is long
Somethin' I can promise y'all
That if I was the motherfuckin' President
I'd hire 20 strippers for my cabinet

Shot-out bum-outs need not apply
If you never hear another word, you know the reason why
There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked

I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore ('nada)
Ensenada on my mind, whoa

I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a whore ('nada)
Ensenada on my mind

Well, I don't wanna be your man no more
I wanna make love to a-
Ensenada on my mind, whoa

I don't wanna be your man no more
No quiero sentir tu amor ('nada)
Ensenada en mi mente

There's something you should know
I declare you're stoked ('nada)
There's something you should know ('nada)
I declare you're stoked ('nada)

There's something you should know ('nada)
I declare you're stoked ('nada)
There's something you should know ('nada)
I declare you're so stoked

Georgie, you rock!