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Starin' out into the wild blue yonder |
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So many thoughts to sit and ponder |
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'Bout life and love and lack of |
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And this emptiness in my heart |
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Too old to be wild and free still |
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Too young to be over the hill |
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Should I try to grow up |
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But who knows where to start |
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So I just sit right here and have another beer in Mexico |
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Do my best to waste another day |
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Sit right here and have another beer in Mexico |
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Let the warm air melt these blues away |
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Sun comes up and sun sinks down |
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And I seen 'em both in this tourist town |
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Up for days in a rage |
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Just tryin' to search my soul |
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From the answers and the reasons why |
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I'm at these crossroads in my life |
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And I really don't know |
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Which way to go |
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So I just sit right here and have another beer in Mexico |
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Do my best to waste another day |
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Sit right here and have another beer in Mexico |
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Let the warm air melt these blues away |
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Maybe I'll settle down, get married |
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Or stay single and stay free |
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Which road I travel |
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Is still a mystery to me |
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So I just sit right here, have another beer in Mexico |
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Do my best to waste another day |
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Sit right here and have another beer in Mexico |
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Let the warm air melt these blues away |
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Down in Mexico |
