Driving to Mexico

Watching my speed in the dash light glow
Full moon shining on a black tight rope
Losing my station on the AM radio
And I’m driving to Mexico
Past some old biker
With his thumb out in the wind
A weathered face that’s been a stranger to a grin
He’s trying to flag me down
And I wonder if he knows
That I’m driving to Mexico
I ain’t heading down to Cancun for no margarita nights
Ain’t lookin' for no Mary Jane down on the borderline
I’m just driving till I run out of gas
Out of luck
Out of road
Out of time
Just trying to drive you out of my mind
I’m just driving to Mexico
Driving to Mexico
I’m just driving to Mexico
Deep down inside
I hope this engine stops
In some old dusty pueblo
That God and time forgot
There’s no way I’m over you by del rio
So I’m driving to Mexico
I ain’t heading down to Cancun for no margarita nights
Ain’t lookin' for no Mary Jane down on the borderline
I’m just driving till I run out of gas
Out of luck
Out of road
Out of time
Just trying to drive you out of my mind
I’m just driving to Mexico
Driving to Mexico
I’m just driving to Mexico
Watching my speed in the dash light glow
And I’m driving to Mexico