Spain Is So Pretty In May
Flying down the road
Your head's about to explode
And your mind is spinning dizzy
Heavy on the pedal
Blasting heavy metal
Your eyes are glazed fizzy
She's all you got and you want her
She's on the run
You'll drive through hell to find her
Life is all we got so live it
Trust is all we want so give it
Love is all we seek so find it
Time is on her side
Your heart is full of lies
You were so easy
She took all the cash
She left with your stash
The cops are going to catch you
You never ask for much
You only want it all
Flashing lights are behind you
Sirens start to blast
You speed toward your past
Roadblocks will confine you
Like hitting a brick wall
Bullets spray your fall
Spinning out of control
Your body the impact throws
Your car explodes
Fireball!
On the evening news
Before she begins to snooze
She has her carry on
In a silver plane
She's won the game
Everyone believes
The dirty money burned
From your dirty deeds
She got away
She's going to play
Spain is so pretty in May.
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