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If you ever want or need to see me again
you’ll have to go down to Mexicali
I’ll be drinking hard, playing my guitar
and sitting in with my old band
I’m no low down gambler but I’d bet my Rambler
You would take it all from me again
The things I used to do never bothered you
but that was way back when

We used to smoke and drink and dance
and laugh at love, and monkey all night long
I do believe that we had it all but somehow it all went wrong

We had to change our ways and move to Cudahy
about a mile from the 710. I turned a page for you
and sold my Harley too I felt six feet from the end

but honey I ain’t dead yet my eyes are open wide
you know I’d never want to quit you baby
but I can’t lay down and die

Honey you ain’t said yet a single thing to make me stay
Do what you have to do all I can say to you
is I’m leaving here yesterday

I’ve been three months now in this border town
ain’t seen hide nor hair of Javier
and the Yuma crew did the same thing too
and disappeared into thin air

You won’t believe my dear what waited for me here
Not just a chance to see who’s left around
But what was here to see is what’s become of me
I’m at the phone booth on the edge of town

But honey I ain’t dead yet, no my eyes are open wide
You know I’d never want to hurt you baby
but I had to come here and try

And honey you ain’t said yet, a single thing in my defense
So why’d I go and do the things to act a fool
Cause it’s the only thing that made no sense

I’m down to fighting weight wondering about my fate
Lord I think of only you all day
If it were only enough I’d be right on that bus
headed straight for Cudahy

and now your telling me there’s something else to be
just as natural as the break of day
If what you say is true I’m coming home to you
And I’m never going to leave L.A.

Honey I ain’t dead yet, no my eyes are open wide
You always knew that I’d do right by you
And finally I would come alive

And honey you ain’t lost that bet
You kept it all just a big surprise
We got just what we need, another mouth to feed!
Got a reason to live and die

© 2007 T. Zamora PerroFlaco Music ASCAP