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I always kind of figured love would pass me by The kind of girl I wanted wouldn't want a guy like me I thought that she, wouldn't look twice You see I'm kinda crazy, I like the extremes So all of my life, the girl of my dreams Was everything nice, sugar and spice And tequila on ice I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover But every girl I found was either one way or the other 'Til one night at a bar when I saw her standing there Pretty thing in blue jeans with a daisy in her hair I walked over to her and introduced myself Said, Now that we know each other, if you're not with someone else Can I buy you a drink She said Thank you I think I'll have tequila on ice (and I said, Nice) I was looking for a saint who was a devil of a lover But every girl I found was either one way or the other But this one here was different, I could see it from the start Pretty thing in blue jeans, kinda sweet and wild at heart I guess that's what got me down here in Cancun Lying in this hammock, looking at the moon up there Stroking her hair and picking out rice My baby's kisses taste like sugar and spice And tequila on ice From Letras Mania