Wipeout
Driving too
Mexico
Don't leave without me
Driving too
Mexico
Don't leave without me
Am I the one to, drive all night
The breaks are getting bigger
And the boards are on tight
Tijuana stop
See that stone cold killer
Back to the road
Leave all the filler
Because you want to jump right in
Baptized by water
Feels like a sin
Driving to Mexico, On some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving driving too Mexico
Don't leave without me
I can see you wipeout
I can see you wipeout
Getting pretty late, I drive all night
My words getting heavy
Surf's in sight
The dirt road comes, I turn right in
Back to my book, and what might have been
Driving to Mexico, On some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving driving too Mexico, don't leave without me
I can see you wipe out
I can see you wipe out
Is there a place you know?
Where we can rest?
Is there a place you know?
Is there a place you know
Where we can rest
Is there a place you know
Driving to Mexico, on some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
I can see you wipe out
I can see you wipe out
Is there a place you know, where we can rest
Is there a place you know?
Is there a place you know, where we can rest
Is there a place you know
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Were driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Mexico
Don't leave without me
Driving too
Mexico
Don't leave without me
Am I the one to, drive all night
The breaks are getting bigger
And the boards are on tight
Tijuana stop
See that stone cold killer
Back to the road
Leave all the filler
Because you want to jump right in
Baptized by water
Feels like a sin
Driving to Mexico, On some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving driving too Mexico
Don't leave without me
I can see you wipeout
I can see you wipeout
Getting pretty late, I drive all night
My words getting heavy
Surf's in sight
The dirt road comes, I turn right in
Back to my book, and what might have been
Driving to Mexico, On some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving driving too Mexico, don't leave without me
I can see you wipe out
I can see you wipe out
Is there a place you know?
Where we can rest?
Is there a place you know?
Is there a place you know
Where we can rest
Is there a place you know
Driving to Mexico, on some kind of lark
Oozing ocean, past the seagulls swaying
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
I can see you wipe out
I can see you wipe out
Is there a place you know, where we can rest
Is there a place you know?
Is there a place you know, where we can rest
Is there a place you know
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Were driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
Driving to Mexico, don't leave without me
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Writer(s): Peter Lake
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