| Let me tell you a little story about a trip I made to Mexico, with some friends
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| Of mine that had a pocket full of Mauis and some bad intentions
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| Me and old Sue and this feller we knew went down to Mexico
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| To have a little fun and soak up the sun
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| And drink a little tequila don’t you know
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| One thing led to another, we got pretty drunk it’s true
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| We wound up in a sleazy old bar that gringos don’t go to
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| After that it gets hazy, but I think what a happened to me
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| I wound up getting rolled in an alley and missing all of my ID
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| Two Jerry Jeff’s are in this world
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| Both using one ID
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| The other guy ain’t got an idea
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| How hard being me can be
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| Well if he thinks it’s gonna be easy
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| Think that he oughta think twice
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| With a high expectation and my reputation
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| Man he’s leading a dangerous life
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| Now I can see him at a bar downtown
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| At a place where I’ve just been
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| And if I’ve caused trouble
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| Well I know right and ready
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| That it’s gonna be hard on him
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| Only last night, I heard rumors, about a guy that looked like me
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| Dancing on tables, singing Redneck Mother |
| People said that he said he was me
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| Well, you can check out his ID, you get a fake one easily
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| I guess it gets you down to the cold hard facts
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| That there probably really is two of me
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| All right here’s the thrilling conclusion of this wild whodunit…
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| Looking back on my past, sometimes has been a pretty strange ride
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| And I find it gets harder with time, to separate the facts from the lies
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| People mention places to me I never been before in this life
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| Could it be me that they’re talking about
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| Or maybe it’s really some other guy
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| He’s the wild one chasing women, getting those DWIs
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| That would explain my wild reputation, if it’s made by two different guys |