Pack my bags don't get too slow
I should have quit you baby a long time ago
You left too fast
I split for
Mexico
Don't try to stop me
Sometime you're talking too fast
You and your friends babe you are a thing in my past
You're much too slow
I'm goin' to
Mexico
I got four or five hundred miles to go down that south bound highway ay
Fifty three
Stude baker goin' for broke are pushing me up night and day
I've had enough of your lies to last a long long time
You and your mother babe you're like a nursery rthyme
You're much too slow ow ow ow
I'm goin' to
Mexico
Yeah come on baby