Taste of Mexico

Well I ain't got no money,
ain't got no honeys runnin' 'round this town.
But you've got a pocket full of rain.
And there aint no pain, when you play my game.

Now we've got a story to sell
but I smell the dogs are on our tails.
Now time, ain't on our side
my tongue is dry, taste of Mexico.

Whoa now, hey now, don't you know the sun comes up tomorrow.
Whoa now, hey hey now, why are you so greedy greedy?
Whoa now, hey now, prison bars are so far behind us.
Whoa now, hey now, down in Mexico.

Now I got some money,
got plenty of honeys runnin' 'round my town.
BUt you've reached in your stash
lets make a splash in that acid rain.

Whoa now, hey now, don't you know the sun comes up tomorrow.
Whoa now, hey hey now, why are you so greedy greedy?
Whoa now, hey now, prison bars are so far behind us.
Whoa now, hey now, down in Mexico.

Goin' down to Mexico, burnin' all the borders down.

Whoa now, hey now, taste of Mexico.
Whoa now, hey hey now, taste of Mexico.
Whoa now, hey now...
Whoa now, hey now, whoa now.