| She was dancing when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina
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| In a neighbourhood they call La Zona Roja (hahahaha)
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| She had a child’s smile, but she told me, in a while
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| It would take a lot of gold to get to know her (Oh)
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| Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go
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| You said you’d always hold me
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| But you run away with me Acapulco gold
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| (Oh that’s a terrible thing you did)
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| I knew there’s no-one cuter, then she said she was a puta
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| I said «What does puta mean?» |
| Hmm and so she told me… (Oh no)
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| Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoked and drank tequila
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| Then the lights went out and I guess that’s where she rolled me (just like)
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| Acapulco Goldie, por que did you go?
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| You said you’d always hold me
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| But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold
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| Yes, you run away with me Acapulco gold
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| (Oh Goldie)
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| (How can you do these things to me?)
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| (Where's my gun?)
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| (Who took my gun?)
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| (On no, I don’t feel good)
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| (I don’t feel good babe)
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| (Start the guitars)
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| (Start the guitars) |