That's why God made Mexico And that's why God made Mexico A place where we can lay low Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me And I got a whole lot more to say Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys She ain't seen nor heard from him to

This is blues power! Play it now) Everybody understands the blues Are you listening? I say everybody understands the blues

And maybe you should learn to love her like, like the way And remember the time When we were in school, listening to grown ups Didn't learn a thing, but then again you know what You know how to sing But you don't know anything other than that So maybe

I adore, you When you say you love me Know I love you more And when you say you need me Know I need you more Boy I adore, you Are you listening ah, ha

And we're not blind We are listening This is your life, this is your time Show me now Show me the arms aloft This my chick This is your time It's like we just can't help ourselves Cause we don't know how to back down

Never meet my new friends It's hard to explain I'm never gonna see you again And you'll never meet my new friends Maureen, I miss you I just can't explain I wish you could meet my new friends Walking along the subway listening to

What are you listening to Is it a cover band in some college town bar Where it's na-na-na's and air guitars Just a sad song playing on the radio station Tears still fall and hearts still breakin' Cause you're hanging on Or is it a love song about someone

It was just another night with the sunset and The moon rise not so far behind To give us just enough light To lay down underneath the stars listening to The light was leaving and the west it was blue The children's laughter saying they're skipping just

Walking in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll conspire By the fire To face unafraid Sleigh bells ring Are you listening? In the lane

And I don't have to tell you why Don't want to be on no rooftop Frying in the afternoon sun Don't want to sit by no fountain Listening to the man-made stream run Just want to stand where the sea-spray Gleams like fire with you Don't want to go to no