"Run to Mexico" as written by and Walter Stocker John Waite....
Come on baby don't you want to go
I could take you there
You could get what you want in the south
You could let down your hair

I said do you don't you will you won't you
Baby won't you please let me know
I ain't talkin' 'bout Chicago
I'm talkin' about Mexico

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Makin' a run for Mexico
Makin' a run for Mexico

Could you
Come on baby cause I got to know
The law is after me
I killed a man in a bar last night

There was no other way it could be
While the air in this joint could be cut with a knife
As the jukebox got rotten selections
Bring a compass and some money for gas

'Cause I ain't gonna stop for directions
Not to Mexico
Na na na na na
Makin' a run to Mexico

Na na na na na
Makin' a run to Mexico
Could you
Oh oh

Come on baby don't you want to go
I gotta get away
And everytime the phone rings
It scares me to death

Saw my face in the paper today
I don't want to hear the stories
About your mama and papa
No I don't want to hear you cry

For me there's no second chance right now
It's the F. B. fucking I!
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

Makin' a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
Oh yeah
Makin' a run to Mexico

Na na na na na
Makin' a run to Mexico
Na na na na na
My life goes on in Mexico

Mexico
In Mexico
In Mexico
In Mexico

In Mexico
In Mexico
Mexico
Yeah

In Mexico
In Mexico
Mexico
In Mexico

In Mexico
In Mexico


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"Run to Mexico" as written by Michael John Siddons-corby Anthony Paul Brock

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