| Adios senorita
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| I hope he treats you well
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| I’ll be drinkin' tequila
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| Here at the airport hotel
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| Sometime manana
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| Baby I’ll be on a plane headed straight for the coast
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| And telling a stranger how we never made it to Mexico
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| Hola Cabo San Lucas
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| I’m guessing that you can tell
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| That I’m rolling solo
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| A gringo just going through hell
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| I’m in a bad way
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| Como se dice
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| Heartache in espanol
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| I don’t know how to say it
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| But we never made it to Mexico
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| And even the sea of Cortez can’t wash you away
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| Or change anything
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| He’s never bringing you back to me, we both know
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| And I’ll always hate it
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| We never made it to Mexico
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| Standing over the ocean and holding a diamond ring
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| It’s not how I planned it, but you still brought me to my knees
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| Mire haste quebrada, gracias por nada
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| I whisper and I let go
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| That sunset faded but we never made it to Mexico |