John Roy was boy I knew, since he was three and I was two
Grew up two little houses down from me
The only two bad apples on our family tree, kind of ripened and rotted in our puberty
Two kindred spirits bound by destiny
Well I was smart but I lacked ambition
Johnny was wild with no inhibition
Was about like mixing fire and gasoline and he?d say
Hey, Romeo lets go down to Mexico chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillies
Got a pocket full of cash and an old ford truck,
Fuzzy can hanging from the mirror for luck
Said don?t you know all those little brown-eyed girls
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Long around our eighteenth year we found two airplane tickets the hell outta here
Got scholarships to some small town school in Texas
We learned to drink sangrias ?till the dawns early light
Eat eggs ranchero and throw up all night
And tell those daddys girls we were majorin? in a rodeo
Ah, but my favorite memory of school that fall
Was the night John Roy came running down the hall
Wearin? nothing but cowboy boots and a big sombrero and he was yellin?
And I said we had a little change in plans like when Paul McCartney got busted in japan
And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil
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You see the border guard with a Fu Manchu mustache
Kind of stumbled on John?s pocket full of American cash
He said doing a little funny business in Mexico amigo
But all I could think about was saving my own tail
When he mentioned ten years in a Mexican jail
So I pointed at John Roy and said it?s all his now please let me go
I mean it was your idea genius I was just laying in bed when you said
3. Playboys of the southwestern world
Ah, we?re still best friends, temporary cellmates
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