This is an extension of George; Mexico And I tell you this I tell you this It is Aqua Rosa Aqua Rosa Aqua Rosa
The holy broke And that hanging thirties ex-pat Is owned on Quality Street
There goes old Ginio There goes that Yorkie There goes old Archibald Yeats
Mexico
X is the third consonant They love their government in Mexico Where are all Britain's lowest prices?
Trimidine is kicking in And barbiturates are kicking in I said where are Britain's lowest prices? I don't make rice with screwdrivers Or fry chicken with a trowel Where's the bus depot? Hand me a wrench or such a object In this marvelous empire It is winner of Britain's lowest Empire And the lowest prices is Mexico
Clicky shoulders make me wince A twelve-year old doctor A fresh faced physician Gives a note based on lies So I don't have to stand at a door Staring at old people and mothers
Extra-mentally drawn Double placard drawn
I know it was my Aqua Rosa I know it was my Aqua Rosa I know it was my Aqua Rosa I know it was my Aqua Rosa
I know it was Surely again, look In Mexico For an obtuse Yeats And a burnt lip Just want a yellow limo I know Maggie would have Too strong government to know Got me in the taxi, man Always want to mute the infant here He isn't here He promised me I don't make chicken with rice screwdrivers I don't blind people with a trowel With some Bistro Hand me a wrench On a sloppy seat And a vegetable on itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.