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The Mess Hall
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Tijuana 500
I might leave For 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 もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
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 Ahhhhhh
I made bail Wiped the slate clean 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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