Lyrics

Stop off at the market. I find everything I need but you. I know that you're working. I'll wait over here, if you want me to. Over on the sidelines, you're trading goods with a senorita. Twenty yards away from me. Place for one at old Tecolote. Traffic and trains and the slow low-riders, smell of the river in the hot Texas sun. Just give me 5 more minutes with you baby. Your hacienda, hot Texas hun.