| It was the summer of confusion back in 2006
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| There was a stench on the air
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| Down by the border some kids
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| With only one thing in question
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| Would they make it through the night?
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| Or end up in a suitcase on front of El Paso Times
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| See times they were changing
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| There was violence in the streets
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| Down in Juarez Mexico getting rowdy off the beat
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| With tequila in the air and booze in our system
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| It was a shakedown in Juarez you couldn’t have missed them
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| It was a shakedown in Juarez
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| It was a shakedown in Juarez
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| Rolling across the boarder around four a.m.
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| We should have known we had it coming when we couldn’t get in
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| So we clipped on through the fence and slipped right past the feds
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| Down Avenida, Past the clubs and right on past the stench
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| See there was something in the air as we walked that night
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| On down the main strip no more lights and only devils in sight
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| Anyone who dares enter finds them selves in some danger
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| Read the cardboard box as things they only got stranger
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| Whistles in the night night that signaled we were alone
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| Up pulls a paddy wagon with 666 on the door so
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| Hands above our heads and backs against the wall
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| Out comes a knife just one excuse was needed that’s all
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| How much for one ticket and yeah you know what I mean
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| How much it gonna cost to set these here gringos free?
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| A hundred bucks a pop and you can save your skin
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| It was a shakedown in Juarez or never see them again
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| Moving moving
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| Jumping jumping in the streets and
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| Running running
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| Keeping up the pace
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| Hoping hoping
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| For a brave new future
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| Dying dying
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| Like it’s the only way
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| Shakedown yeah you’d better keep it moving |