She lives in a bungalow
She kills me with rose garden thornes
She waits for me
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thornes
With her I'm complete
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
She lives by the wall waits by the door
She walks in the sun to me
Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully
Memories of candles and incense
And all of these things remember these?
She comforst me when the candles blow out
The cakes has grown mold but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all gone
But the memories are mine
The Mexican princess is out of my life...