Mexico
John McCrea
I had a match, but she had a lighter
I had a flame, but she had a fire
I was bright, but she was much brighter
I was high, but she was the sky
Oh baby, i was bound from mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go
ahh ahh ha
I don't know much about cinco de mayo
I'm never sure what it's all about
but i say i want you and you don't believe me
you say you want me but i've got my doubts
Oh baby, i was bound from Mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go
I had a match, but she had a lighter
i had a flame, but she had a fire
i was bright, but she was much brighter
i was high, but she was the sky
Oh baby, i was bound from Mexico
Oh baby, i was bound to let you go