Oooh
Atop the porch step, sun on my face
Last night I went on down to Buddy's place
With my last thought I'd like to debut
A scene you screamed at our last rendezvous
(Ahhhhhh) I think its love
(Ahhhhhh) Given from above
(Ahhhhhh) I'm thinking about Mexico
Stoned again, Oh yeah in Chicago
Oh yeah in Chicago
Patience tight. Money thin
Well it's been pickled in your savage sin
Will I ever get over you
Or should I turn to the devil to make it through
(Ahhhhhh) I think its love
(Ahhhhhh) Given from above
(Ahhhhhh) oh I'm thinking about Mexico
Stoned again, In Chicago
Ohhhhhh yeah in Chicago
OHHHHHHHH
Maybe I should give it another try
And forget about what you said cause maybe that I
I might be wrong hell I just might just be right
But I'm a shooting star on a moonlit night
(Ahhhhhh) I think its love
(Ahhhhhh) Given from above
(Ahhhhhh) Oh oh I'm thinking about Mexico
Stoned again, yeah in Chicago
At Buddy's in Chicago
On the west side Rosas in Chicago
Whoa I'm stoned again
She gone
Whooooooa She gone She gone
