So just how far down do you want to go
Well we could talk it out over a cup of joe
And you could look deep into my eyes
Like I was a super-model, uh huh
Well, it's you and me baby no one else we can trust
We'll say nothin to no one no how or we bust
And never crack a smile
Or flinch or cry for nobody
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Well give your ID card to the border guard
Now your alias says you're Captain John Luc Picard
Of the United Federation of Planets
'Cause he won't speak English anyway
Everybody knows
That the world is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission at midnight
We'll divvy up there
Everybody knows
That the world is full of stupid people
Well I got the pistols so I get the Pesos
Yeah and that seems fair
So put the sugar in the tank of the sheriff's car
And slash the deputy's tires and they won't get very far
When they finally get the word
That there's been a hold-up uh-huh
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Solo
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