One day, I saw him walking, on the street, he started talking, downtown, now we're moving, in the rain, now we're grooving, she smiled, nothing hurt him, so fine, the beads are working, I knew, honey, honey, she'd be mine, easy money
I had a past, a dark past, I had a gun, a baby gun, room service, I'm getting nervous, I'm pulling, hammered down, silk sheets, lead bullets
I take the money, lay the money, in his lap, and he takes a rap, hands up, in the night, go to court
I wouldn't find, no one, guilty, by, love comes, yeah, love goes, she's gone, to Mexico
Five years, on a jail cell, every night, I dream about him
To love him, not to hate him, from his hypothalamus up, that's what I'm saying


I can't live without him, right now
I gotta see him, I really need him
On the beach, by the water
Devil's door, he's busted out
I gotta go, I gotta call
From Mexico
I said I'd call, from Mexico
A postcard, from Mexico
A postcard, from Mexico
A postcard, from Mexico