I always wanted to go to Tucson
Never seen the desert sun
But I might meet some old Bandido
And he might tell me that you're the one.
Cho: He might say I've been compromising
Show me ways to load a gun
He might say "Go rob a bank girl.
Then go and get him 'cause he's the one."
Now I'm not shy but I'm no desperado
Not sure he knows who he’d be talking to
Maybe he's drinking too much tequila
If he thinks I'm chasin’ after you
(Cho)
Bridge: What if he tells me that I’m a coward
What if he tells me I’m being blind
What if he tells me,”Get on your horse, girl,
Grab a rope and lasso his hide.”
I’m escaping, I’m tired of waiting
You’re too slow to draw your gun
I’m going to Tucson, kiss a cactus
It won’t tell me that you’re the one
Cho: What if he says I’ve been compromising
Shows me way to load a gun?
I’ll go to Tuscon, shoot that Bandido
So he can’t tell me that you’re the one
I’ll go to Tucson, shoot that Bandido
Rob a bank , forget that you’re the one
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