Mason jars on the dresser Filled with quarters and dollars Savin' 'em for our trip around the world But, now you've changed your tune There'll be no honeymoon So tonight I'm going there without you, girl
I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of Tequila Going down to Puerto Rico in a bottle of Rum Going to Honolulu in a Mai Tai mug Then, I'm coming back home to Georgie in a jug
We'll never ride that bus to Mexico City, it's a pity We'll never sail our ship into Ol' San Juan You'll never walk with me on the beach at Waikiki, and And we'll never share that brick suburban home Today I'm taking that money out of the jar Tonight I'll buy my ticket, down at the corner bar
I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of Tequila Going down to Puerto Rico in a bottle of Rum Going to Honolulu in a Mai Tai mug Then, I'm coming back home to Georgie in a jug