Nojales, Mexico
Down to Nogales, Mexico
That’s where my exes go
They started
a club in my name
They sing sad pretty songs
‘Bout how I done ‘em wrong
And they’re better
Without me they claim
I know that they’re right
And on nights like tonight
My head hangs
Heavy with shame
Now when I met dear Shirl
I promised the world
I was young and so
Full of myself
But then that promise came due
And I had not one clue
So Shirl packed up
And moved south
Down to Nogales, Mexico
Where all my exes go
They started
a club in my name
They sing sad pretty songs
‘Bout how I done ‘em wrong
And they’re better
without me they claim
I first saw sweet Renee
At the old cabaret
She was singing
And dancing so fair
She swept me off my feet
But in less than two weeks
She was breathing
That warm, Sonoran air
In Nogales Mexico
Where all my exes go
They started
a club in my name
They sing sad pretty songs
‘Bout how I done ‘em wrong
And they’re better
without me they claim
I know that they’re right
And I know I done wrong
Yet I still can’t say why
So I’m singing this song about
Nogales, Mexico
Where all my exes go
They started
a club in my name
They sing sad pretty songs
‘Bout how I done ‘em wrong
And they’re better
without me they claim
Yeah, they’re better
Without me they claim