Pack my bags don't get too slow I should have quit you baby a long time ago You left too fast I split for Mexico Don't try to stop me Sometime you're talking too fast You and your friends babe you are a thing in my past You're much too slow I'm goin' to Mexico I got four or five hundred miles to go down that south bound highway ay Fifty three Stude baker goin' for broke are pushing me up night and day I've had enough of your lies to last a long long time You and your mother babe you're like a nursery rthyme You're much too slow ow ow ow I'm goin' to Mexico Yeah come on baby
