M.E.X.I.C.O. — The Kills

Running into trouble Running into trouble, You got heavenly eyes A thousand highs

Always on a mission It's not lovin' It's not kissin' It's a heavenly ride You still got wheels, kid

If I go missing Don't you worry for me I'm just writing My side of the story Just like Jackie I'm biting my lips Scoring my mind With whatever I can find

I'm going down the coast to M. E. X. I. C. O... see you I'm going down the coast to M. E. X. I. C. O... see you

Going down the coast to M. E. X. I. C. O... see you