Refried Dreams

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Текст, перевод и аккорды “Refried Dreams”
(jim foster/mark peterson) (track 7 - time 2:46) Last monday mornin you left with no warnin I started goin insane Well I headed south out of del rio, texas With a hell of a load on my brain I kept on goin without even knowin How much your love really means now Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams Im down here in mexico sick as a dog My head is poundin in this border town fog Down to my last dime and comin apart at the seams Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams This picture aint pretty Im ragged and dirty And wonderin what Im doin here Shootin tequila wantin to kill ya And wishin to God you were near So full of your memory but feelin so empty Ive run out of my self-esteem Now Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams Im down here in mexico sick as a dog My head is poundin in this border town fog Down to my last dime and comin apart at the seams Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams Im down here in mexico sick as a dog My head is poundin in this border town fog Down to my last dime and comin apart at the seams Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams Oh Im messed up in mexico Livin on refried dreams

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