| I hear Mariachi static on my radio
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| And the tubes they glow in the dark
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| BUT YOU’RE THERE in Ensenada
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| And I’m STUCK here in Echo Park
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| Carmelita hold me tighter
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| I think I’m sinking down
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| And I’m all strung out on heroin
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| On the outskirts of town
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| Well, I’m sittin' here playing solitaire
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| With my pearl-handled deck
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| The county won’t give me no more methadone
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| And they cut off your welfare check
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| Carmelita hold me tighter
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| I think I’m sinking down
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| And I’m all strung out on heroin
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| On the outskirts of town
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| Every time I hear the sirens wail
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| You know I almost have the heart attack
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| And her b-big samoan boyfriend says he’s gonna
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| Come and break my back
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| Carmelita hold me tighter
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| I think I’m sinking down
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| And I’m all strung out on heroin
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| On the outskirts of town
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| Well, I pawned my Smith-Corona
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| And I went to meet my man
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| He hangs out down on Alvarado Street
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| By the Pioneer chicken stand
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| Carmelita hold me tighter
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| I think I’m sinking down
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| And I’m all strung out on heroin
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| On the outskirts of town
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| Carmelita hold me tighter
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| I think I’m sinking down
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| And I’m all strung out on heroin |