Butter in the dime
Time starts to stutter
Crash the car in the lake
And throw the keys in the gutter
Wait for the mud to dry before you try to wash it
Clean the records off the witness without protection from the faucet

South of the border
Meet a man named Cruz
He’ll know a place to stay
And he’ll tell you just what to do
Live a life of luxury and reap the harvest you have sown  
Until death do you part you’ll be the one who’s never known