Lyrics: Ben Yudin/Zach Yudin
Music: Ben Yudin/Zach Yudin
I fell asleep in Sayulita
Down the long and windy road
The wind was dusty dry
And the desert day is long
In the middle of July
I fell asleep in Sayulita
Woke up underneath the stars
Empty bottles of cerveza
Trying to fix a broken heart
But Iā²m tired of living life on the run
Sangria sunrise, the midnight sun
I wrote some words on the back of a postcard
I'll see you later from Sayulita
I fell asleep in Sayulita, fell asleep in Sayulita
Adios, sleepy seƱorita
She was a sleepy seƱorita, was a sleepy seƱorita
Sayulita
At the Casa de Cayucas
Thereā²s a Cuban smoker's lounge
Up through the hills of Santa Barbara
Through a sleepy seaside town
I fell asleep in Sayulita
Woke up underneath the stars
Empty bottles of cerveza
Trying to fix a broken heart
But I'm tired of living life on the run
Sangria sunrise, the midnight sun
I wrote some words on the back of a postcard
Iā²ll see you later from Sayulita
I fell asleep in Sayulita, fell asleep in Sayulita
Adios, sleepy seƱorita
She was a sleepy seƱorita, was a sleepy seƱorita
Sayulita
I fell asleep in Sayulita, fell asleep in Sayulita
Adios, sleepy seƱorita
She was a sleepy seƱorita, was a sleepy seƱorita
A sleepy seƱorita
I fell asleep in Sayulita
I fell asleep in Sayulita
But Iā²m tired of living life on the run
Sangria sunrise, the midnight sun
I wrote some words on the back of a postcard
I'll see you later from Sayulita
I fell asleep in Sayulita, fell asleep in Sayulita
Adios, sleepy seƱorita
She was a sleepy seƱorita, was a sleepy seƱorita
A sleepy seƱorita
I fell asleep in Sayulita, fell asleep in Sayulita
Adios, sleepy seƱorita
She was a sleepy seƱorita, was a sleepy seƱorita
Sayulita