M-E-X-I-C-O

I was hangin' round in Brooklyn town with a settle down type girl
Her Daddy was diplomat who thought he ruled the world
And he was well connected he helped me connect the dots
He paid me off to leave and let's just say he paid a lot
I guess it's
M, E, X, I, C, O for me
Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree
And love said go to hell but there's somewhere I'd rather be
So it's M, E, X, I, C, O for me
So I took her Daddy's money but I stopped in Vegas first
I met a dancer on the strip and fell in love with her
We almost tied the knot when Elvis asked any objections
Her mobster boyfriend busted in with an AK-47
Guess it's
M, E, X, I, C, O for me
Laid up in the shade of a coconut tree
And love said go to hell but there's somewhere I'd rather be
So it's M, E, X, I, C, O for me
I made it south of El Paso
Met a business woman there
I knew that she was rich
But how I didn't care
When the cops kicked in the door they found a suitcase of a cocaine
She took off with the Federali and I took all the blame
I guess it's
M, E, X, I, C, O for me
From this jail cell I can't see one coconut tree
And love said go to hell and now I can't ever leave
So it's M, E, X, I, C, O for me
So it's M, E, X, I, C, O for me