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I see the lightningFrom the storm down in MexicoI see my speedometer doesn't workI cross the desertDisappear into the tumbleweedsI tip the bottle and bite the limeI hear the thunderFrom the storm down in MexicoI leave the border far behindI feel the dust to coat my teethAnd turn my sweat to mudI tip the bottle and bite the limeThere ain't no moral to this story at allAnything I tell youVery well could be a lieBeen away from the livin'I don't need to be forgivenI'm just waiting for that cold black soul of mineTo come aliveI feel the wind blowFrom the storm down in MexicoGasoline for another hundred milesI cross the riverLetras de cancionesAnd leave my shoes up on the other sideI tip the bottle and bite the limeThere ain't no moral to this story at allAnything I tell youVery well could be a lieBeen away from the livin'I don't need to be forgivenI'm just waiting for that coal black sun-cracked soul of mineTo come aliveCome aliveI feel the rain dropsFrom the storm down in MexicoTruck will go no furtherOut of gasI walk through desertPast a lizard and a rattlesnakeI tip the bottle and bite the limeThere ain't no moral to this story at allAnything I tell youVery well could be a lieThere ain't no morals to these stories at allEverything I tell youYou can bet will be a lieBeen away from the livin'Don't need to be forgivenI'm just waiting for that coal black sun-cracked numb inside soul of mineTo come aliveCome alive From Letras Mania