| Packed some clothes and I left town |
| A few days just to cool it down |
| Headed south trying to get away |
| I met a girl who stole my heart |
| Head over heels right from the start |
| For this girl from Monterrey |
| It was hard to pull away |
| Because my heart was meant to stay |
| But I was on my way |
| And I know it’s wrong that she was right |
| Because she’s down somewhere tonight |
| In Monterrey |
| With her eyes clear and brown |
| She could speak without a sound |
| The kind of love that a thousand words can’t sing |
| She drew the line between good and bad |
| She was all that I never had |
| This girl from Monterrey |
| It was hard to pull away |
| Cause my heart was meant to stay |
| But I was on my way |
| And I know its wrong that she was right |
| Because she’s down somewhere tonight |
| In Monterrey |
| And she had that kind of love |
| To rearrange the stars above |
| She’d make the devil bow to pray |
| And sometimes late at night |
| I can’t decide if I was right |
| To ever leave Monterrey |
| Cause it was hard to pull away |
| Cause my heart was meant to stay |
| But I was on my way |
| And I know its wrong that she was right |
| Because she’s down somewhere tonight |
| In Monterrey |
| Down in Monterrey |
| (Oh Monterrey) |
| (Oh Monterrey) |
| In Monterrey |
| (Oh Monterrey) |
| (In Monterrey) |