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Went down to |
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Mexico, I drove my black |
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El Camino |
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I met up with an old gringo |
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He showed me round, and said to call him |
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Joe. I was there about a week or so, |
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Wound up in the general hospital, |
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Joe said don't drink the water no more, |
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How the hell was |
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I supposed to know? |
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Drove up to |
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San Diego |
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Saw a sign for |
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Mission Beach |
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And so, went out deep into the ocean, |
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Saw a shark and had a stroke. |
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Back in the ambulance |
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I go, Had a dream about a girl |
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I used to know, |
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She said "I got to warn ya bout Mexico and California." |
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Earthquakes and sharks to start us off, |
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If Chupacabras ain't enough, |
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Black widow spiders and killer bees, |
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Ain't no shade and ain't no trees. hot desert heat, polluted air, |
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There's traffic jams beyond compare. |
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That's all |
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I got to warn ya bout |
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Mexico and |
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California. |
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Woke up and said |
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I got to go, |
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Doc said "Relax, just take it slow." |
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I tried to argue, but don't you know, |
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Bout California and |
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Mexico? Right then, the doctor hit the floor, |
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The building shook, then shook some more, |
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I looked down at him and swore, "You son of a bitch! I told you so!" |
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Earthquakes and sharks to start us off, |
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If Chupacabras ain't enough, |
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Black widow spiders and killer bees, |
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Ain't no shade and ain't no trees. hot desert heat, polluted air, |
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There's traffic jams beyond compare. |
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That's all |
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I got to warn ya bout |
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Mexico and |
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California. [x3] |
