Watching from the cement grass, just get to walk straight.
She evades you straight through town 
And she beats upon your paper face. 
This must be some kind of Mexican love.
And I'm glued to you, just like a Mexican love.
I [bad word] with you. I [bad word]  no matter what I do.

All out on the street with it all exposed. 
Soft underbelly has all exposed. 
I don't care 'cause everything is all stripped bare.

So say, say, say

Yeah, it all rolls out, like 1-2-3.
Yes, and it all rolls out, just like you and me.

Look over there, can you see the birds?
They blacken blacken up the sky. 
Black is the color we've chose.
Nobody here really have to die. 
We're lost on a not so blue.
It slips in and out, we never really know just what it's all about.

But I'm out on the street with it all exposed. Soft underbelly's, yes, all exposed. 
I don't care 'cause everything is all stripped bare.

So say, say, say

And it all rolls out, like 1-2-3, yeah. 
Yeah, and it all rolls out, like 1-2-3, yeah.

Don't you see the birds blacken up the sky?
This is the color we've chose, this is the color we've chose.
I [bad word] with you, no matter what I do.
Just like a Mexican love, yeah. 
Just like a Mexican love.