Mexico City

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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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