Just how far down do you want to go
We can talk it out over a cup of joe
And you can look deep in my eyes
Like I was a super-model
Uh huh

It's just you and me baby
No one else we can trust
We'll say nuthin to no one
No how or we'll bust
Never crack a smile
Or flinch or cry
For nobody

Uh huh

So give your ID card
To the border guard
Your ID says your
Captain John Luc Picard
Of the United Federation
Of Planets
Cause they won't speak
English any way

Everybody knows
That the world is full
Of stupid people
So meet me at the mission
At midnight
We'll divvy up there
Everybody knows
That the world is full
Of stupid people
I got the pistol
So I'll keep the Pesos

That seems fair

We'll put the sugar
In the tank
Of the sheriff's car
We'll slash the deputy's tires
So they won't get very far
When they finally get the word
That there's been a hold-up
Uhuh

Everybody knows
That the world
Is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission
At midnight
We'll divvy up there
Everybody knows
That the world
Is full of stupid people
I got the pistol
So I'll keep the Pesos
That seems fair
That seems fair

Driving into downtown El Paso,
fixin to cross the border...

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