I'm thinking of going to Mexico city
It's a long, long way away
I'm thinking of going to Mexico city
To find out if I'm made of clay
I hear the bandidos and the casinos
Are rolling around every day
Trying to find my way to Mexico city
Where the piñatas are hit in play
Thinking of going to Mexico city
Where the drugs barons say hey
Thinking of going to Mexico city
Just on a short holiday
Thinking of going to Mexico city
Where the fishes all leap on the plate
Thinking of going to Mexico city
Where pinatas hang on trees of bay
Thinking of going to Mexico city
We can be on our way
With a muletto, singing falsetto
And a sister who wants me to pray
Thinking of going to Mexico city
Through the canyons of the Pecos Valley
I had a love there, she was a dove dear
But now she has flown far away
No comments:
Post a Comment