my soul please let it go To the river let it ride let it roll let it roll My heart my soul please let it go New York?s my home Not Mexico My heart my
the evening And I fell in love again for my last time Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime Blame it on Mexico
where you are If you're ever down there on Bagby and Lamar Well I know these streets I've been here before I nearly got killed here during the Mexican
law ain't that where everybody goes we came upon a town with a name I couldn't spell she gave me what I came for in that Mexican motel I woke up beside
I bought this rhinestone suit in California These boots came all the way from Mexico This Cadillac ain't nothin' son, you ought to see the Greyhound I
Was all I knew of the local lingo And that old pocket guide to Mexico Wasn't much help to this out of place Gringo When I checked into my motel room
I bought this rhinestone suit in California These boots came all the way from Mexico And this Cadillac ain't nothin' son you should see the Greyhound
, for our date tonight I've got the perfect place to go I was thinkin' 'bout a candlelight seafood dinner At this little place on the Gulf of Mexico
motel room And there ain?t no way to get away Willie Nelson?s picking out in Austin And Waylon?s hanging out in Mexico I?m stuck in Spokane in a motel
no better than this sun was shining bright, shining cold on the dirt and the snow out in new Mexico we were half way between the south and the sea at a motel
Ain't that where everybody goes? We came to a town With a name I couldn't spell She gave me what I came for In that Mexican motel I woke up to sirens
and mind "Drop your gun! Put your hands behind your head!" Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest Home free and we're headed for the border Spending time in Mexico
Day of the dead down in Mexico You ever been on a holiday? You ever thought that you been here before You ever been in a desperate way On the beach stands
It's a long stretch of highway at midnight in New Mexico It's a small colored light that shines from your car radio It's the old motel owner who sleeps
the evening And I fell in love again for my last time Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime Blame it on Mexico
going next Superficial friends, and girls with glazed over eyes It's a good time, but just for the night Then off he'll go to maybe Mexico Then off through
evening And I fell in love again for my last time Blame it on Mexico, if you need a reason Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime Blame it on Mexico
? i watch the governmentworkers eating. i watch all the mexican people in their pretty dresses with their children. i think they think this is downtown in mexico
