She lives in the bungalow
She kills me with rose garden thorns
She waits for me

My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
With her i'm complete


She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me


Visions of mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense

And all of these things remember these?

She comforts me when the candles blow out

The cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all all gone but the memories are mine
The mexican princess is out of my life


No you don't get it
You'll never get it

No you don't get it
I want to see through you, now!