Sipping a sangria with a girl named Julia. Hot Jamaican sand beneath our feet. She purred like a cat in a Panama hat. She said my passport picture was unique.
Can I introduce myself. I'm a man of panache and wealth. Sound in mind, body, soul and health. Why I wanna kill my wife. I have the urge to take her life.
Seems like only yesterday. We were laughing like a couple of kids. Fun we had when first met. Ain't been around much since. Sharing every hour every day.
Look at all the problems. That we've been through. How can you tell me. That there's somebody new. I don't believe that I'm hearing this. I don't really think that you're serious.
When the blue shirts run out in Argentina. Our hearts will be beating like a drum. And your nerves are so shattered you can't take it. Automatically you reach out for the run.