Mexico City Testo

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Mexico City (City) - A place that you can go

and live your life on the low (okay).

Mexico City (City) - A place that you hide and

everything'll be tight (alright).


They want me on a murder rap, which violates

my probation. Ain't no fuckin' way I'm stayin' here

wit' what I'm facin'. Sold my car to a junkyard and

bought a one-way bus ride. Take me cross the

border, I'll cool out and hide. After 80 wicked hours

of stale, they hit the last stop. Threw me out the

bus, Left me standing there, assed out. Turned

and started walkin', tell me what is there to see?

Everything was all in spanish but the sign -
Welcome to Mexico City



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Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family

(in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y).

Maybe I can learn spanish cuz nobody's understandin' me

(in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y).

Maybe I can get a place, settle down and try to blend in

(in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y).

Maybe I can just relax, be myself and quit pretendin'

(in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y).

You can say Harbor Bay or South Monterrey,

even the islands off the map within' the Dead Sea

passageway. Don't fuckin' matter, man, from

Pakistan to Chuck E. Cheese's, from the Ramada

in Granada on through far as the equated reaches.

Virginia Beaches, Saskatoon, Cancun, the Blue

Lagoon, from desert sand dunes, Metropolises to

the boons. From Pueblo North, Kakalaki, back to

Waikiki, they searchin' high and low for me but

I'm in Mexico City...



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