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Nothing left, nowhere to go I'm gonna fly to Mexico Bass guitar and nobody's home I'm gonna fly to Mexico Feral, feral animal Buy a ticket, it's time to go Nothing for you here, I know Another kind of nothing in Mexico I was born to die alone Souls for holes and hole for a soul Extra virgin vodka soda One for here and one for the road I ain't never been here before All the same people, all the same stores Nobody here and nobody at home And I'd be nobody in Mexico From Letras Mania