Mexico - Babet
Written by：Andy Maistre
Oh lord
Don't you know
In the city of mexico
There's some wolves dressed in kid
And some kids dressed in wolves
Who can tell how good they are
Don't you know
It
Oh lord
Don't you know
In the city of mexico
Cops are dressed like a robbers
And robbers like bankers
Like a dog chasing it's tail
Don't you know
It
Oh lord
Don't you know
In the city of mexico
There's some place to rest in peace
But no one knows how cold it is
Out of sight
Out of mind
But you know it
Oh lord
You don't know
Not interest in mexico
That the worm is in the apple
'Cause you're blind deaf and absent
While the cat is away the mice will play
Oh
Lord
Don't you know
In the city of mexico
Oh lord
Don't you know
In the city of mexico
There's some wolves dressed in kid
And some kids dressed in wolves
Who can tell how good they are
Don't you know it
Oh lord
You don't know
In the city of mexico
That the worm is in the apple
In the city of mexico
While the cat is away the mice will play
In the city of mexico
In the city of mexico
In the city of mexico
In the city of mexico
