For a change, I headed South across the border Or the pesos and a different horse to ride I'd be back to make the rodeo in Waco But that was long before
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON Tequila smile and a mango kiss They've never seen rain quite like this Give the storm a name watch her blow She's outside
God, Zeus, Allah, Buddha. Bob Dylan on a motor scooter. Allah, Buddha, God, Zeus. Gotta get me a red caboose. Buddha, God, Zeus, Allah. Mexico in a
His name was Steve, her name was Gina (You've never been here before have you?) They met at a bar called Cabo Wabo Cantina He was an insurance salesman
Where there's wrong there's always right And that's what's kept us on this road tonight Sand as far as the eye can see But ain't it funny how the world
Mexico und ich träume mit Dir in einer warmen Sommernacht Mexico wenn Gitarren erklingen hab ich nur an Dich gedacht Mexico und wir tanzten zu zweit
In 1580 we sailed our little ship Around the coast of Africa, down the Gaza strip We took some salty bacon and a hammock for a bed Then we mixed it with
Starin out into the wild blue yonder So many thoughts to sit and ponder about life and love and the lack of and this emptiness in my heart. Too old to
mmh mmh mmh ... Mond von Mexico grüße meinen Joe sage ihm ich bin allein. Und ich sehn mich so Tag und Nacht nach Joe. Sag wann wird er bei
I have a friend who swears she saw Jesus Hovering above her lonely bed She said it changed her life forever "Whatever works," I said All afternoon I change
I left out of Tucson, with no destination in mind I was runnin' from trouble and the jail-term the Judge had in mind And the border meant freedom, a new
Margie said, "Roy, you ain't listening to me And I've got a whole lot more to say" Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys And she ain't
Where do you go when it rains in Mexico? Where do you hide when the bottom falls outta the sky? And who do you love when the one you love's been lovin
Well I'll take two shots said the devil to the man and layed a little book on the bar well lord knows the devil he only talks shit and only drinks whiskey
hello again long time no see it's late again been there done that now we are back yes it's true we'll go again for sure it's nice we said hello but now
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
Como una mirada hecha en Sonora Vestida con el mar de Cozumel Con el color del sol por todo el cuerpo Asi se lleva Mexico en la piel Como el buen tequila
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