Lyrics

Well, welcome to the desert It's becoming increasingly more expensive Used to be much cheaper To find a love, and to keep her To play guitar and reiterate To embrace the heat... or just hibernate A little tinfoil on the windows... works just great I'm comin' from a long line of coincidence I'm a Vortexan at heart I can't even give you one "for instance" But Vortexas (has my) has my heart (heart) Staying at the Congress Hotel 'Bout a mile from the No-Tell Motel Been our universe's center I live there, like a renter Assembles us with haywire Lost the top-floor, up in fire The clocks are stuck... in rewind I'm livin' on... Tuscon-time I come from a long line of coincidence I'm a Vortexan at heart I can't even give you one "for instance" But Vortexas still (has my) has my heart (heart) Pinto beans kept us well-stocked To kill the time, well, we just rocked Catch a buzz from the cicadas Dancing with invisible neighbors Erosion is our state bird (huh-huh...) (That's not what I heard...) Comin' from a long line of coincidence I'm a Vortexan at heart I can't even give you one "for instance" Vortexas (Vo-o-o-or-) (Vortexas) (-texas)
Writer(s): Howe Gelb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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