Going to rosas cantina Going to rosas cantina Hoping that shes still there Going to rosas cantina Might have been The dust in my eyes The dust in my eyes Could have been the neon cactus Lighting up the desert sky Must have been The dust in my eyes Some would call it suicide Some would call it suicide I would call it paradise Some would call it suicide Dancing on the table Dancing on the table Dancing on the table When shes Drunker than shes able Dancing on the table Some would call it suicide I would call it paradise Some would call it suicide Hell on earth Is she right is she wrong Will she sing another song Wicked as it seems Right now Rosa wants her baby back Rosa wants her baby back Since hes gone shes losing track Rosa wants her baby back Careful with that cadillac Careful with that cadillac Careful with that cadillac
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