Текст песни The Babys - Run To Mexico
The Babys - Run To Mexico слова песни
Come on baby don`t you wanna goI could take you thereYou could get what you want in the southYou could let down your hairI said do you don`t you will you won`t youBaby won`t you please let me knowI ain`t talkin` `bout ChicagoI`m talkin` about MexicoNa na na na naNa na na na naMakin` a run for MexicoMakin` a run for MexicoCould youCome on baby cause I got to knowThe law is after meI killed a man in a bar last nightThere was no other way it could beWhile the air in this joint could be cut with a knifeAs the jukebox got rotten selectionsBring a compass and some money for gasCause I ain`t gonna stop for directionsNot to MexicoNa na na na naMakin` a run to MexicoNa na na na naMakin` a run to MexicoCould youOh ohCome on baby don`t you wanna goI gotta get awayAnd everytime the phone ringsIt scares me to deathSaw my face in the paper todayI don`t wanna hear the storiesAbout your mama and papaNo I don`t wanna hear you cryFor me there`s no second chance right nowIt`s the F. B. fucking I!Na na na na naNa na na na naMakin` a run to MexicoNa na na na naOoh yeahMakin` a run to MexicoNa na na na naMakin` a run to MexicoNa na na na naMy life goes on in MexicoMexicoIn MexicoIn MexicoIn MexicoIn MexicoIn MexicoMexicoYeahIn MexicoIn MexicoMexicoIn MexicoIn MexicoIn Mexico