I don't have a god Patience home-base is a Rise and a drop Mars bars and cocaine And blonde handlebars I missed you more than I think anyone Ever And I don't think about wives Don't think about men or Their sentimental lies Don't sip the lean cuz all I see Is Heroine and ice I can't tell if anyone sees anyone Anymore I'm goin' to Mexico Mexico baby 'Cuz I gotta go Mexico baby You'll come with me I hope Where everything tastes like the summer Babe I'm sick of it Each day seems so postured So Manicured and set Housewives and Country clubs And stone silhouettes I can't tell if anyone sees anyone Anymore And babe who am I I don't feel asleep But I'm drowsy in the light Mexico seems better Than living a lie Cuz everything still tastes like summer All the time Everything tastes like Don't tell your parents no I got cars and dope Bass boosted stereo On shag carpet floor We got the summer babe We don't mind the shade Knees like a hotel maid We don't have time to play Around I won't waste any time