Run To Mexico Lyrics - John Waite

Come on baby, don't you wanna go? I could take you there 

You could get what you want in the south, you could let down your hair 

I said do you, don't you, will you, won't you 

Baby, won't you please let me know? 

I ain't talkin' 'bout Chicago, I'm talkin' about Mexico 

Makin' a run for Mexico, makin' a run for Mexico 

Could you? 

Come on baby, 'cos I got to go, the law is after me 

I killed a man in a bar last night, there was no other way it could be 

While the air in this joint could be cut with a knife 

As the jukebox got rocked into lections 

Bring a compass and some money for gas 

'Cos I ain't gonna stop for directions 

Not to Mexico 

Makin' a run for Mexico, makin' a run for Mexico 

Could you? 

Come on baby, don't you wanna go? I gotta get away 

And every time the phone rings, it scares me to death 

Saw my face in the paper today 

I don't wanna hear the stories 'bout your mama and papa 

No, I don't wanna hear you cry 

For me, there's no second chance right now 

It's the end for me, I can't lie 

Makin' a run for Mexico, makin' a run for Mexico 

Makin' a run to Mexico 

My life goes on in Mexico 

Mexico 

(In Mexico) 

Mexico 

(In Mexico) 

Mexico 

(In Mexico) 

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