The Mexican Scotsman Lyrics

The Mexican Scotsman lyrics

Jose, get your bagpipes



And head down to the square



Seranade the passers-bye



And you'll make some money there







Jose came to this country



Looking for a chance



To make some decent money



To buy a pair of pants



But we were in recession



And jobs were far and few



So jose took his bagpipes



And did what he had to do







Dressed in his Sombrero and Kilt



With his bagpipes and maracas



Playing away for his supper



Boiled haggis with nachos







One day while he was basking



A pretty young lassie came by



She said "Jose, take s troll with me"



Says Jose, "Si! Si! Och' 'Aye!"



They spent the day together



Then she took him to a dance



Well, Jose moved most gracefully



'Cause he wasn't wearing pants







And he was born in Mexico City



Educated in Scotland



In sandals and bright tartan pancho



Jose's fashion statement was not planned







But when Jose went to the men's room



There was trouble close at hand



Cause in came Bob, the sailor man



The roughest man in the land



Says Bob, "You're lookin' pretty



In your little tartan dress



Now you'd best be off to the ladies room



'fore I pummels you into a mess"







Now you could have heard a pin drop



As Jose tongued around



His scottish-mexican blood began to boil



And it made this kind of sound...







<Insert raging Mexican Pipes>







And when it all was over



Sailor Bob lay on the floor



He looked the saddest sorry wreck



Ever blown a shore



Now, the sailors keep a lookout



Whenever they're on the land



For they knows well that they doesn't mess



With a Scottish Mexican man!