Spoken:
Pour me another tequila, Sheila.

Sung:
Pour me another tequila, Sheila.
Take off that red satin dress.
I crossed the border and I beat the dealer,
For all the damn gold in Juarez{1}.
I feel like ol' Pancho Villa{2}, Sheila.
And I sure could use me a friend.
((So, pour me another tequila, Sheila.))
And lay down and love me again.

No, I can't tell you about it.
But don't mind my gun by the bed,
I feel kind'a nekkid without it,
And it eases the fears in my head.
So jus' pass me the salt and the lemon,
((Bend down and blow out the light. ))
I never have trusted the women.
But Sheila, I'll trust you tonight.

((So, pour me another tequila, Sheila))
Take off that red satin dress.
I crossed the border and I beat the dealer,
For all the damn gold in Juarez.
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And I got the pesos to spend.
((So, pour me another tequila, Sheila.))
And lay down and love me again.

Shelia, I'm hearin' your heartbeat.
But I'm hearin' footsteps outside.
The courtyard is crawlin' with damn Federales.
And, Sheila, there's no place to hide.
I don't know who could have tipped 'em.
Nobody knew it but you.
But I can't make love to a squealer, Sheila,
So, I guess there's jus' one thing to do.

Pour me another ((tequila, Sheila.))
I'm gonna put on your red satin dress.
You put on my clothes,
And you go face the dealer.
And, Sheila, I wish you the best.
I feel like ol' Pancho villa, ((Shiela.))
I need a fast horse and a friend.
((So pour me another tequila, Sheila,))
And I'll ride for the border again.

((Well, pour me another tequila, Sheila,))
((And I'll run for the border again.))