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It's a long to road down to Mexico, yeah Where the water's blue And no one knows, yeah Where the cowboys still play Like line fold, Patchy highways had that trader She's high, high, high, she's high Got a full tank of gas And a heart of dreams, yeah Lovers only hold her back And she can't seem to see Why her love is only their misery Why her love is only their misery They can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And they can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And highway dust underneath her nose It's holding in Feels sickness everywhere she goes She's broken, she's broken They can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And they can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And the cowboys see They can't deny her And the cowboys see She plays with fire Beneath the orange settings under the western wind And the desert comes to claim her as its victim And the ghost of the past they keep her moving And the stories they last and start to pour in And they pour in And she's soaring, and she's soaring They can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And they can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire And the cowboys see They can't deny her And the cowboys see She plays with fire And they can't deny her Never ever tire While the cowboys sing She plays with fire, fire |