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Chorus: Mexico City (City) - A place that you can go and live your life on the low (okay). Mexico City (City) - A place that you hide and everything'll be tight (alright). They want me on a murder rap, which violates my probation. Ain't no fuckin' way I'm stayin' here wit' what I'm facin'. Sold my car to a junkyard and bought a one-way bus ride. Take me cross the border, I'll cool out and hide. After 80 wicked hours of stale, they hit the last stop. Threw me out the bus, Left me standing there, assed out. Turned Letras de cancionesand started walkin', tell me what is there to see? Everything was all in spanish but the sign - Welcome to Mexico City Chorus Maybe I can fetch a job, find a wife and start a family (in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y). Maybe I can learn spanish cuz nobody's understandin' me (in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y). Maybe I can get a place, settle down and try to blend in (in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y). Maybe I can just relax, be myself and quit pretendin' (in M-E-X-I-C-O, C-I,T-Y). You can say Harbor Bay or South Monterrey, even the islands off the map within' the Dead Sea passageway. Don't fuckin' matter, man, from Pakistan to Chuck E. Cheese's, from the Ramada in Granada on through far as the equated reaches. Virginia Beaches, Saskatoon, Cancun, the Blue Lagoon, from desert sand dunes, Metropolises to the boons. From Pueblo North, Kakalaki, back to Waikiki, they searchin' high and low for me but I'm in Mexico City... Chorus From Letras Mania