Sometimes you can't make it on your own And it's you when I look in the mirror Listen to me now I need to let you know You don't have to go it alone And it's you when I don't pick up the phone Tough, you think you've got the stuff You're telling me and

Let's play ball Play, play, play ball Listen, pick me up Fill my cup Pour me another round Come on man, mix in the sin Come in and join the crowd I said, it's party time When I'm on the loose

I pick up the pace, up the pace Then I brought my trouble where I stay I can never take a break (take a, break) So I cannot run away, yeah So I cannot run away I can never take a break Listen, okay? Let me just say this If a nigga wanna fuck with me, he

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