Mexico Texaco
Mexico Texaco -Whitehorse
Sometimes I just
I can't help but think
There's a particular way
For an angel to sleep
With her head just so
Turned up unaware
That you're standing there watching her dream something
Frightfully beautiful
And why can't I take this car
Drive into Mexico
We'll rob a texaco
In Santa Fe
In Santa Fe
Where we'll run out of gas
I wonder why
It scares me to death
You tell me everything you ever thought
Love was a lie
And I should be struck dumb
Happily insane
But the man in my head recommends against paving my history
Why can't I take this car
Drive it to Mexico
We'll rob a texaco
In Santa Fe
Where we'll run out of gas
And why can't I take this bird and fly her to jupiter
Pitstop in venus
Stare back at the earth while she
Catches her sweet soft breath
Why can't I take this car
Why can't I take this bird