Lay it on to the dawn Everything we done is wrong I'll be lonesome when I'm gone I was born in this hotel Washin' dishes in the sink Magazines and free soda Tryin' hard not to think She can talk to squirrels...oh, ho yeah Comin' back from the

Panama, Panama Hot Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

Up all night and we were feelin' so good Yeah, we got a little higher than we probably should We were in a hotel singin' in the hallway lights We were strikin' the matches right down to the ashes Setting the world on fire, setting the world on fire World

I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the I left my baby and it feels so so bad Guess my race is run She's She's the best girl that I ever had Breakin' rocks in the hot hot sun I needed money 'cause I had none Robbin' people with a six-gun I lost my

I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the I left my baby and it feels so so bad Guess my race is run She's She's the best girl that I ever had Breakin' rocks in the hot hot sun I needed money 'cause I had none Robbin' people with a six-gun I lost my

So how about a shotgun wedding? What about your dignity? What about a different setting? What about me? All your daddy's wishes honored, all of that security What about a shotgun wedding? What about me? Ten years out of high school, still no idea what to

"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" At night she's she's screamin' A little bit psycho Oh, she's she's sweet but a psycho Oh, she's she's hot but a psycho So So left but she's she's right though

Panama, Panama Hot Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

My heart retires far early Away these foreign lands She's She's a gentle bell, she's she's a cat eye A gold breath on a wire A sing soft sail in the other room A red hot hot cleansing fire My cold feet warm in a straight line Dancing Spanish Hands She's She's a yellow girl,

Guantanamera She's She's oh! So hot hot! ¡Guajira Guantanamera! Guajira Guantanamera Papi tú sabes que yo estoy loco Mami please, deja ese orgullo