(Vincent Matthews)

I no longer notice if you're wearing perfume
I quit smoking girl you never even knew
And the road is full of young and restless people
And they're full of this spirit to move.

It's a habit for us to be together
We sat and watched the deadly shadows grow
Every day last year I left for California
This is my year for Mexico.

--- Instrumental ---

Your back is turned to me while you are reading
I close my eyes while I pretent to doss
From the road I hear the sound of passing traffic
Some of them are bound for Mexico.

It's a habit for us to be together
We sat and watched the deadly shadows grow
Every day last year I left for California
This is my year for Mexico.

This is my year for Mexico...