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    "Mexico"genre: Country General
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    A true story about a run in with the law. Some kick ass country music to boot.

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    Runnin' with the Devil,
    Got Adidas on my feet.
    Police man is chasin',
    Me down the street.
    I turn around and I can't see him,
    So I stop, and I rest.
    Then the siren sounds,
    So I hit the ground.
    And I start headin' west.

    I'm goin' off to California.
    Kiss my mom good-bye,
    Cause I'm gonna' be gone for awhile.

    Well I commandeered a van,
    So that I could make the trip.
    Yeah the owner seemed a little mad,
    But I could tell that he was hip.
    I sped off in a cloud of dust,
    But I didn't make it far,
    Cause blockin' off that highway entrance,
    Was a crowd of police cars.

    Well they opened up fire,
    And shot out the tires,
    So I ditched the car, and I ran.

    Well I'll tell ya' somethin,
    I can run pretty fast.
    And I guess the cops didn't count on that,
    Cause the foot race, was a complete joke.

    I lost em round the corner of 71st street,
    Then went into Dunkin Doughnuts,
    Where I couldn't be seen,
    And what do you know,
    All the cops really do go there.

    They all drew their guns.
    Didn't have time to run.
    I said "At least let me get a cinnamon bun!"
    And they just laughed as I felt the cuffs go on.

    Now I'm sittin' in my jail cell,
    Just singing out my blues.
    Got 20 years to life,
    Got no laces on my shoes.
    But I'm busting out of here tomorrow,
    Goin down to Mexico.
    I'll get real drunk, I'll get real old,
    And I'll watch the Daisies grow.

    Cause I'm goin' off to Tiajuana.
    Kiss my mom good-bye,
    Cause I'm gonna' be gone for awhile.

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