Pasadena Songtext
von Kenny Mehler

I woke up with my hair combed
I got my shoes on
A little bit dizzy from the Café Patron
I′m pretty sure I slept alone

'Cause now I′ve got my car parked
On the front lawn
The engine's still running with my headlights on
How the hell did I make it home?

I lost my margarita
Somewhere in L.A. or Pasadena
Must have been that sun–tanned senorita
You know girl, I'm so damn glad to me ya
But I know that you heard that before

You got me thinkin′ about my first thought about last night
You were lookin′ so fine with them jeans skin-tight
I couldn't wait to get you home
So now I′m knocking on your front door my back's sore
From sleeping all night on the bathroom floor
At least I didn′t drink alone


I lost my margarita
Somewhere in L.A. or Pasadena
Blame it on that truck stop Mona Lisa
What's your name pretty girl I′m glad to meet ya
Now I know that you heard that before

Can't remember where I've been
My good friends Jack and Jim
You know the Captain brought the rum
Empty bottles on the floor
Like I robbed the liquor store
Is that better not be in the sun?
Not again

I lost my margarita
Somewhere in L.A. or Pasadena
I had a been that Spanish senorita
What′s your name little girl I′m glad to meet ya
But I know that ya heard that before
I'm pretty sure that ya heard that before
′Cause I know you heard that before
I'm pretty sure that ya heard that before
′Cause I know you heard that before
I know you heard that before
I know you heard that before