old mexico

girl, i don't have a lot of money you see, sure i play a little guitar, but i barely sing, the one thing i wish this christmas eve, is you'd fall in love with me, girl, i'm no coffee shop poet at all, i wrote you that note on a napkin, you still haven't call, so pack up your bags and i'll grab the keys, come run away with me, drive out to old mexico, leave the new world and love like we're dying, if you want snow, i'll make snow, block the sun stop, stop the desert from drying, i'll never stop trying and maybe when midnight is here, you'll kiss me like you did last year, boy, i don't need a lot of money you see, you know your old beat up guitar is my favorite thing about you, i want you, all your terrible things, i want you this christmas eve, drive out to old mexico, leave the new world and love like we're dying, if you want snow, i'll make snow, block the sun stop, stop the desert from drying, i'll never stop trying and maybe when midnight is here, you'll kiss me like you did last year, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la, and maybe when midnight is here, baby, when midnight is here, you'll kiss me like you did last yea