Jill Sobule - Mexican Pharmacy
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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Right across the border
You can almost hear the trumpets playing
Maybe it's the workers who are building up the wall
So take my hand and come with me
Past the guards and tower
No one will ask for your ID
Not with those big blue eyes
At the Mexican pharmacy
At the Mexican pharmacy
A girl is selling Chiclets
Yellow, pink, and green
We buy some and her brother leads us to the pharmacy
Past stolen book blankets, cheap silver and leather
The pocketbook made from an armadillo
It's nothing you need
Just take us, please
To the Mexican pharmacy
You can dance all night or sleep all day
Forget about the girl and your back pain
Rise to the occasion or fade to black
When the bottle's empty, you can always go back
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