Got a message this morning
And the message was clear
She's changing planes in New Orleans
Moving back to this hemisphere
She got too lonely in Rio
Going out of her mind
Hard to keep her profile down
With a face so well defined
Now she swears it's behind her
All the smugglers schemes
How could such a nightmare
Come out of such a beautiful dream
Who would think you'd get lonely
In a town that knows no shame
Where the biggest attraction
Is playing dangerous games
Playing dangerous games
Playing
Started out in Vallarta