'Made It Out of Mexico' by Ella Langley – Lyrics & Meaning

Ella Langley is still hungover. At least, that's what her upcoming deluxe release suggests. The expanded version of her late summer album, hungover – dubbed still hungover – will feature four new tracks, including her recently unveiled 'weren't for the wind', as well as a closing monologue.

One of those new tracks was just shared Friday (Oct. 18), 'made it out of mexico' marking one of the deluxe album's acoustic offerings.

The mournful tune chronicles heartache and how it feels to be hungover on love, a morning-after feeling far worse than anything you can get from a bottle.

'made it out of mexico' unfurls in a steady trickle of silvery strings. The occasional delicate guitar strum joins in, but for the most part, the heartbroken number is carried on Langley's emotive rasp.

Perfectly effective in its simplicity, this song doesn't need all the bell and whistles to get the point across.

Yellow sundress in a suitcase
Headed down just south of the border
To take a little vacation
Get away where the waters warmer
But what I didn't plan for
Was leaving with with my heart torn

In 'made it out of mexico', Ella Langley is reflecting on what was meant to be a vacation, a little time away down south in the song's titular country. She packed light, prepared for warmer weather. However, what she wasn't prepared for was who she would run into while there. She definitely wasn't expecting the heartache that would follow either.

While in Mexico, Langley meets someone. Listeners aren't privy to who or how or even why it ended in ruin. It's only clear that the singer fell hard and fast and then it was over.

Following the trip, she's left to reminisce on the days they spent together – "I'm still swimmin' in your rum drunk eyes," she sings in the chorus, clearly infatuated. "Kissing you intoxicated / I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky / Not a song went by we wasted / Couldn't get enough of each other's touch / Had me at the first hello – and while she made it home, her heart never made it out of Mexico.

Found a bottle top in my pocket
From a beer you can't get around here
Your t-shirt, still got it
Wear it like a store-bought souvenir
I'm sentimental like that
Aw damn I wanna go back when

She's catching glimpses of her lover all around now, like they left behind little souvenirs for her to find. With each emptied pocket and opened drawer, she's transported back to "rum drunk eyes" and "sunburnt sky" and left to ponder what she left behind in Mexico.

"Maybe it was love," she wonders, questioning what really happened between them on that trip. "Maybe it was nothing / Maybe it was real / 'Cause baby it was something."

Whatever it was, though, she's stuck thinking about their time together, images from Mexico playing on a loop in her lovesick mind.

I'm still swimmin' in your rum drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
I never made it out of Mexico

Yellow sundress in a suitcase
Headed down just south of the border
To take a little vacation
Get away where the waters warmer
But what I didn't plan for
Was leaving with with my heart torn

I'm still swimmin' in your rum drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico

Found a bottle top in my pocket
From a beer you can't get around here
Your t-shirt, still got it
Wear it like a store-bought souvenir
I'm sentimental like that
Aw damn I wanna go back when

I'm still swimmin' in your rum drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
I never made it out of Mexico

Maybe it was love
Maybe it was nothing
Maybe it was real
'Cause baby it was something
Leaving you felt so unfair
In my mind we're sitting right there where

I'm still swimmin' in your rum drunk eyes
Kissing you intoxicated
I'm still seeing through a sunburnt sky
Not a song went by we wasted
Couldn't get enough of each other's touch
Had me at the first hello
Still got that ticket from the plane that flew me home
But I never made it out of Mexico
I never made it out of Mexico

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