M-E-X-I-C-O

M-E-X-I-C-O - Post Malone/Billy Strings

Lyrics by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome/Austin Post/Chase McGill

Composed by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome/Austin Post/Chase McGill

Produced by：Louis Bell/Charlie Handsome

I was hangin' 'round in Brooklyn town with a settle-down type girl

Her daddy was a diplomat who thought he ruled the world

And he was well-connected he helped me connect the dots

He paid me off to leave and let's just say he paid a lot

I guess it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree

And love said "Go to hell" but there's somewhere I'd rather be

So it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

So I took her daddy's money but I stopped in Vegas first

I met a dancer on the strip and fell in love with her

We almost tied the knot when Elvis asked "Any objections"

Her mobster boyfriend busted in with an AK-47

Guess it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree

And love said "Go to hell" but there's somewhere I'd rather be

So it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

I made it south of El Paso met a businesswoman there

I knew that she was rich but how I didn't care

When the cops kicked in the door they found a suitcase of c*****e

She took off with the Federale and I took all the blame

I guess it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

From this jail cell I can't see one coconut tree

And love said "Go to hell" and now I can't ever leave

So it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me

So it's M-E-X-I-C-O for me