Nazareth - Mexico

One more promise soaked in my whisky One more word about the dash of some borrowed flour I'm a man who travels 'round the world (Hey, we don't talk about that) I'll get the favour done for you and (No one will ever know) Then I'll run to Mexico Cold as stone, my eyes fall on another Just another name that's running through my mind At your request, I'll do whatever you require You give me the light and I'll supply the fire Then I'll burn to Mexico The pretty señorita, she lies to me Smiles sweetly in the morning when I wake cold sweating 'Cause someday I'll be in her sights One more call when someone finds a target Only guarded whispers never mention names Money on the line will be just fine (You'll never be involved) And even if a clue shows, you'll never know 'Cause I'll be in Mexico