This is a story bout best friends

John Roy was a boy i knew
since he was three and i was two
grew up two lil houses down from me
the only two bad apples on our family tree
kinda ripened and rotted in our puberty
two kindred spirits bound by destiny
now i was smart but i lacked ambition
Johnny was wild w/ no inhibition
its was about like mixin fire and gasoline

and he said hey romeo
lets go down to mexico
chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
show them mexican girls a couple real hillbillys

got a pocket full of cash in that ol ford truck
fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror for luck
say dont u know all those lil brown-eyed girls
want playboys of the southwestern world

long around our 18th year
we found two airplane tickets the hell outta here
got scholoarships to some small town school in Texas
we learned to drink singoritas until the dawns early light
he digs rancheros and throw up all nite
and tell all those girls we were majorin in a rodeo

oh but my favorite memory at school that fall
was the night John Roy came running down the hall
wearing nothing but cowboy boots and a big sombrero

and he was yellin hey romeo
lets go down to mexico
chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
show them mexican girls a couple real hillbillys

got a pocket full of cash in that old ford truck
fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror for luck
say dont u know all those lil brown-eyed girls
want playboys of the southwestern world

now i'd say we had a lil change in plans
like when paul mccartney got busted in Japan
and i said we got wailing when we set foot on mexican soil
see the border guard w/ a full man shoe moustache
stumbled opon Jons pocket full of American cash
he said doin a lil funny business in Mexico amigo

but all i could think bout was savin my own tail
when he mentioned 10 years in a mexican jail
so i pointed to John Roy and said its all his
now please let me go
i mean it was your idea genius
i was just laying there in bed when u said

hey romeo
lets go down to mexico
chase senoritas drink ourselves silly
show them mexican girls a couple real hillbillys

got a pocket full of cash in that old ford truck
fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror for luck
say dont u know all those lil brown-eyed girls
want playboys of the southwestern world

well playboys from the south western world
ahh were still best friends
temporary cell-mates