| Met her in a border town
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| We proceeded to get down
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| She turned me on
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| I dropped the telephone
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| Moonlight hits the Rio Grande
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| And the touch of her hand
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| It makes me high
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| Like the Fourth of July
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| The bad bandido came into town
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| But man, I’m gonna hunt that gringo down
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| But these words keep ringin' in my ear
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| Sometime you want the whole enchilada
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| A little bit or nothin' at all
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| Said Cancun was not her style
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| Turistas there, they drove her wild
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| The border’s the place
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| Put on a brand new face
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| Me and the boys had just hit town
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| Shake 'em up and rode 'em down
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| I guess it was fate
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| I hope I wasn’t too late
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| Bad, bad boys was on our trail
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| Federales want us all in jail
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| But these words keep ringin' in my ear
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| Sometime you want the whole enchilada
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| A little bit or nothin' at all
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| Sometime you want the whole enchilada
|
| A little bit is better than nada
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| A little bit or nothin' at all
|
| A little bit is better than nada
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| Sometime you want the whole enchilada
|
| A little bit is better than nada
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| A little bit or nothin' at all
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| Sometime you want the whole enchilada
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| A little bit is better than nada
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| A little bit or nothin' at all |