drunk under the boardwalk, out of the sun
I never wanted t go to Mexico. and while I was in Mexico City I hated it with a passion But I would stop shaving and using deodorant to spend a week in Tijuana with my Californian friend.
I know she would like sitting at the bar, chatting up men.
But the stupid hat on me, maybe not.
I’m an Englishman, a legal alien.
The monster does it better.
my friend drinks, smokes,
hangs out in bars too