Dances on top a pile of excess It's a good time until you breathe Breathless assures my sign of sickness Swim past the tide, sail out to sea 'Cause I
Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? Break a glass? Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass? She still makes time to hate me but basically I'm
Can you really be down in Mexico? Oh, from Monterrey to Tampico Bay No matter how far south you go Can you really be down in Mexico? Can you really be down in Mexico
my bag and my guitar If she comes or if she goes It doesn't matter anymore 'Cause I'm ridin' my thumb to Mexico Ridin' my thumb to Mexico It don't
To Mexico That's What The Law Says But Deep Down Inside They Want Us All Dead It's Racial Profiling The Devil's Steppin In Welcome To Arizona But Don't Be Mexican
Pack my bags Don't be too slow I should have quit you baby A long time ago Left you flat And split for Mexico Don't try to stop me Child, you'
to Mexico, but I'm going there tonight. Line the Margaritas up. I'm doing 90 in my pick-up truck. It's a long way to Mexico. I know about this out
I took a trip down to Old Mexico I was lookin? for some fun and laughter I met a woman said gimme your money And I?ll show you everything your after
and green Comin' up here from Mexico A donde esta la planta, mi amigo, del sol? [The translation is: "Where is the plant, my friend, of the sun."] But Mexico
the place I want to be Down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico Tag down where the southern breezes blow On the Gulf of Mexico On the Gulf of Mexico
what I've never known And one things resting on my mind, You said I'm off to see what I wonder I'll find I'll be in the mountains of Mexico Said I
town And set headed down an open road With all that you own kinda thrown on the back seat Thinking 'bout where you're going Maybe New Orleans, maybe Mexico
who needs you I don't have to do this alone Me and Mexico are lettin' you go Me and Mexico are lettin' you go (Me and Mexico) (Me and Mexico)
, I can't lie Makin' a run for Mexico, makin' a run for Mexico Makin' a run to Mexico My life goes on in Mexico Mexico (In Mexico) Mexico (In Mexico) Mexico (In Mexico
had a lighter I had a flame, but she had a fire I was bright, but she was much brighter I was high, but she was the sky Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico
Here comes another song about Mexico Well I just can't help myself, I lost my old lady Got my lures, got my bobbers Now I'm gonna go Got off in the wrong
;n Son parranderos son pistoleros Soy mexicano asta el tope y me gusta la loquera En una borrachera vaceo la cartera Desde mexico a Los Ángeles
the past As the south winds start to blow Sailing out of yesterday And the Gulf of Mexico. I'll be sailing out of yesterday And the Gulf of Mexico.