| You were with your friends, I was with mine
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| Hangin' on the beach you walked up and smiled
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| Stole a sip o' my beer
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| I didn’t mind, you were so fine
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| Ended up in these arms of mine
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| Baby, you’re still here
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| We might be a thousand miles away
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| Thank God some memories never fade
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| Still feels like Mexico
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| Still feels like the first time baby
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| Still feels like we’re in Cancun
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| 'Cause I’m still drunk on you, that beachside motel room
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| Still feels like those summer days
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| Those nights we went a little crazy
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| Who cares if we never go back
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| When you kiss me like that, still feels like Mexico
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| We don’t need no string of lights
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| No Mariachi band that’s right
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| Baby, we got this
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| Put those pretty lips on mine
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| Cross that border one more time
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| Let’s take a little trip
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| We might be a thousand miles away
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| Thank God some things never change
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| Still feels like Mexico
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| Still feels like the first time baby
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| Still feels like we’re in Cancun
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| 'Cause I’m still drunk on you, that beachside motel room
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| Still feels like those summer days
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| Those nights we went a little crazy
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| Who cares if we never go back
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| When you kiss me like that, still feels like Mexico
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| Still feels like those summer days
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| Those nights we went a little crazy
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| Who cares if we never go back
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| When you kiss me like that, still feels like Mexico
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| Still feels like Mexico
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| Oh, it feels like Mexico
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| Still feels like Mexico
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| Feels like Mexico |