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Heres an idea, that I have been brewing
We all feel like ruins, so what do you say?
Ive got these four wheels and who would could want for more wheels?
Just throw in a suitcase, were off and away
Lets drive south, way past the border
Raise our passports high there
Mexico well light our load
Our spirits, they will fly there
Dont say oh ha ha, till you feel the baha
The people are kind there
I know youll agree
Frieda Carlo and Katy Herada
Are two of my favourites they always have been
Come with me to Guadalajara, stop off at Chihuahua
Tiny dogs will greet us there
Well sit and yap, for hours
Im just a vulture, for old Mayan culture
Or reefs you can snorkel
(No bullfights for me!)
Late in morning well catch a fiesta in time for siesta, again
Veracruz will ease our blues then
Off up to Toranga
Im really partial, to shellfish and mangoes and fresh cut Sinatra
I know that you can go, well try the flamingo
Hey senor, dont be a bore
This sadness youre bearing is wearing you down
When you unravel, theres nothing like travel
So pick up the pieces, take it from me
All at once your life is over
Before your very eyes
So, what do you say
I say Ole
Ole
Qe Padre
I say Ole