| Welcome to salvation, my Tequila’s my companion for this
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| Evening of oblivion Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it
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| Makes me lonely with the friends I never had Packing up my
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| Mustang cuz' this city has no heart, it sucks you in and spits
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| You out Patiently I’m seeking my destination is unknown, I
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| Followed the road down to Mexico
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| Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, I’m just a lonely
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| Ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home He smiled and said
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| 'senor you’re not in Texas anymore' Send my love to my
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| Home but send my mail to a Tijuana Jail
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| Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell it’s my home, at least for
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| Now, it seems like forever Sleeping on the floor with the
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| Rats, crawling up my ass, I’m gonna kill that officer
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| Sorry Mr. Officer but I’m gonna get revenge, on this side of
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| The border 20 pesos get you dead
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| He smiled and said 'senor I think I’ll drink to your threats'
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| Send my love to my home, but sent my mail to a Tijuana Jail
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| In my destitution suicides a solution, but I’m a gambler, and
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| I’m not cashed in The sun is going down and my problems
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| Will be solved by dawn, but not by justice I smelled liquor on
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| His breath, I knew this is my last chance, I begged give a
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| Dying man his last drink He handed me a glass with just the
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| Worm and he laughed I pulled a switch- blade from my boot
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| And shoved it in his throat
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| Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, I’m a lonely ol'
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| Texas boy and I wanna get on home
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| He smiled and said 'senor you’re not in Texas anymore'
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| Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tijuana Jail , by - Gilby Clarke. Song from the album Pawnshop Guitars, in the genre Иностранный рок