They told me all the hymns were born Out of the saxophone, And I went down to test them all Beneath the Tijuana moon, I saw violence in the moon Two broken lovers strong and strewn, I drank myself into a dream: Tiajuana moon, My daddy Tiajuana moon, Oh my darlin', Tiajuana moon Lord my daddy Tiajuana moon You can keep the Texas blues, Tequila and the bruning stone, But my amigo Nothin's good against the Tijuana moon Talk about daddy Tiajuana moon Talk about lovin' Tiajuana moon Talk about daddy Tiujuana moon
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