We got lost in the desert sand Down south of the american dream Rolled across a bar called the El Mirage Came out of nowhere it seemed All the señoritas, all the gentlemen And all the thieves It's the day of the dance El día de la danza Oh so thirsty for a drop of water Riding high on gasoline Found our way back to the El Mirage Rose from the highway steam They say it's the only way The angels set you free All the streets are paved in gold All the sinners save their souls They go round and round and round And around they go All the señoritas get you high