You say "hola", I'll say "hi" When I pass you at the border slap me a high five Me, I'm headed south for hot women and cheap beer Here's the keys to my Chevrolet You can have the house and the bills I pay I'm headed your way, Jose You better pack a

Do nothin' till you hear from me Pay no attention to what's said Is over my head At least consider our romance If you should take the word of others you've heard I haven't a chance True I've been seen with someone new But does that mean that I'm untrue

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

I'll pay a penny for your thoughts A nickle for your kiss, I will I will pay anything to know what's on your mind Tell me what's on your mind Listen honey baby There's something that I've gotta make clear You may have had other lovers in your life That

She screams with those eyes I have lived in a junkyard Where the weeds eat up the rain If you get anything there even out of place You know there's hell to pay And he said "you're as sick as you are lovely And in need of a hand" He tells me "you are

Hell is for children Hell is for hell Because hell And you know that their little lives can become such a mess And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the

You can go wherever you wanna go You don’t ever have to go to war no more You can get up on some sunny day and run You don’t ever have to pay the bills no more Go wherever you wanna go Fly up to the moon and say hello now Never have to go to war no more

I ain't got nobody Lookin' out for me I am afraid Look around from time to time If you see me lookin' don't pay me no mind Let me tell you what I'm tryin' to find A girl who's for real all the time She don't have to wear a wig

Working for the devil You'll have to pay his tax That means going to see him Down among the racks You do his work so fine He'll remember you Worried for my friend As he shows me round the flat Where I don't want to find him

I'm at a payphone trying to call home All of my change I spent on you Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong Where are the plans we made for two If Happy Ever Afters did exist I would still be holding you like this All those fairy tales are full