Paroles de Tijuana 500
I might leaveFor Tijuana Mexico
She left a will
I took nothing but the soup bone
Eight hundred pesos
Crying in my pocket
Going ahhhhhh
The night came
With a belly full of liquor
Standing on the street
Waiting for the mule
To reinvent herself
In the shape of a horse
Or a zebra
Going...
All I need is a place to fall
All I need is a place to fall
I ended up
In La Mesa on the border
The kind of place
They take the lambs to the slaughter
Eight hundred Pesos
No longer in my pocket crying Mexico City no longer on my brain
I found a little place to call home
All I need is a place to fall
All I need is a place to fall
The night came
With a belly full of liquor
Standing on the street
Waiting for the mule
To reinvent herself
In the shape of a horse
Or a zebra
Going...
All I need is a place to fall
All I need is a place to fall
I ended up
In La Mesa on the border
The kind of place
They take the lambs to the slaughter
Eight hundred Pesos
No longer in my pocket crying Mexico City no longer on my brain
I found a little place to call home
All I need is a place to fall
All I need is a place to fall
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