| Come on, baby, don’t you wanna go
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| Way down south, talking about Mexico
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| Straight through the jungle, out to the sea
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| We’ll have some fun if you fly away with me
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| Like some old movie in black and white
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| We’ll fall in love in the middle of the night
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| Me and you, down in Veracruz
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| Do what you want to, down in Veracruz
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| Come on, baby, don’t you wanna come
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| In the town, people moving to the drums
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| Rosa’s Cantina, it never stops
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| Drinking cerveza, people party until they drop
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| Forget the laundry, forget the rain
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| We’ll get to heaven on the seven-thirty plane
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| Me and you, down in Veracruz
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| Do what you want to, down in Veracruz
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| Me and you, down in Veracruz
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| Do what you want to, down in Veracruz |