| You don’t know what it’s like to live easy
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| You’re just pushed like a black rubber ball
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| There are days that you’re trying to please me
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| And may never get fun at all
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| You believe in the early sunrise
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| Be a part of American dream
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| Your siesta begins at midnight
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| But live once you’ve never been
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| Hey Chico get back to Rico
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| Where you play your guitar every day
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| Tell me cheat, I’ll be waiting still
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| In Magdalena Bay
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| 'Cause when seven days and seven nights
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| Take away your style
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| It’s a dead end street your going through
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| Blue has turned to grey
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| Chicano you can’t stay
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| You are watching revelry much longer
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| And if someone reminds you of home
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| You’ll be eating your taco stronger
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| And your friends they did leave you alone
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| Hey Chico get back to Rico
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| Where you play your guitar every day
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| Tell me cheat, I’ll be waiting still
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| In Magdalena Bay
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| 'Cause when seven days and seven nights
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| Take away your style
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| Chicano your lost for a while
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| It’s a dead end street your going through
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| Blue has turned to grey
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| Chicano you can’t stay |