Los Margaritos - Mark Kozelek, Ben Boye, Jim White

Thank you for dinner last night at Los Margaritos

I’m sorry I complained about the quality of the beef in my burrito

I’m sorry I said I’d rather be eating a bag of Cheetos

I’m sorry I said I’d rather be bathing in a bathtub full of Fritos

I wish we could go back right now to Los Margaritos

I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos

Now everyone has flown away and I’m watching the day fade

I’ve got no plans tonight, nobody’s calling, it’s a Saturday

It’s April Fool’s and I’ve got no pranks, no practical jokes today

I’m the asshole alone on the couch who rained on everyone’s parade

Now I’m sitting here alone watching the tourists' boat float away

Now I’m sitting here watching the ferry boat float away

In the moment I couldn’t help but wish to wiggle out

I try to put my smiling face on but I couldn’t control my bow, pow pow pow pow

And the kids are young, I feel so dumb

Cause I never know what to say to them

And I sit there remembering the time I was their age in amazement

It’s complicated stuff, my brain is like a loaded washer being spun

Spun, my brain is like a loaded washer being spun

Thank you for dinner last night, it really was the sweetest thing

It’s nice remembering now, as things can be in hindsight you’re reflecting

The guacamole wasn’t bad, the chips were okay

The lemon wedge was fresh, right there on the edge of my glass of iced tea

I wish I was big enough to overcome my tension and my unease

But who says sitting around with those who you love is always an easy breeze?

Who says sitting around with those whom you love is an easy breeze?

The elements and idiosyncrasies and convoluted complexities

The baggage, the history, what things are like now

Compared to how they used to be

Remember the times we put our toes in the ocean and we went tidepooling?

Remember when we could walk to the shore and back without moaning or groaning?

I’m definitely not a kid anymore, going yard to yard lawnmowing

I’m definitely not a kid anymore, going from house to house corning

We’re definitely not kids anymore

In the backseat of our parent’s car, taking trips to Niagara Falls

We’re definitely not kids anymore

Wondering if our parents are in the other room, listening to our phone calls

Anyhow, thank you again for dinner at Los Margaritos

Next time, dinner on me, let’s try Chapino’s

It’s lonely tonight, eating my celery sticks and sipping on Pellegrino

I wish we could all be together again right now

Straining our necks to watch kitty cat video

Together as a family having dinner at Los Margaritos

I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos

I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos