Brooks & Dunn - Mexican minutes

^GUp in the city it's crazy and ^Cconcrete cold ^GLiving life at the speed of light leaves ^Cdark in your soul ^FWhen every minute's got a ^Gheart attack in it ^CIt's time to leave it ^Falone ^CSo I don't think we're gonna ^Fbeat this postcard ^Ghome

^FWe're down to the worm in the ^Gbottle ^CThe chips and the salsa are ^Fgone ^CNow we know why ^FJ.T. sang &^Cquo^Gt;Oh^F Mexico" ^FWe're two days south of the ^Gborder ^CFeeling too good to care ^Fwhy These ^GMexican minutes get ^Flonger and longer As the ^Gdays goes ^Cby

^GWe're dropping our worries And pickin up ^CEspa'ol ^GDown here the sunsets are red The ^Ctequila is gold ^FLife is sublime here on ^GMexican time ^CThey've got something we need to ^Flearn ^CIf we don't show for a ^Fwhile Don't ^Gbe concerned

^FWe're down to the worm in the ^Gbottle ^CThe chips and the salsa are ^Fgone ^CNow we know why ^FJ.T. sang &^Cquo^Gt;Oh^F Mexico" ^FWe're two days south of the ^Gborder ^CFeeling too good to care ^Fwhy These ^GMexican minutes get ^Flonger and longer As the ^Gdays goes ^Cby

^FWe're down to the worm in the ^Gbottle ^CThe chips and the salsa are ^Fgone ^CNow we know why ^FJ.T. sang &^Cquo^Gt;Oh^F Mexico" ^FWe're two days south of the ^Gborder ^CFeeling too good to care ^Fwhy These ^GMexican minutes get ^Flonger and longer As the ^Gdays goes ^Cby

^GThese Mexican minutes get ^Flonger and longer As the ^Gdays go ^Cby