The Border

(albüm: The Jealous Kind - 2003)

They meet down in Brownsville, in a little border dive
She was just looking for someone to dance with, he was just looking for a fight
They knew what they what they wanted, but that's about all they knew

They liked to be with each other, just to see what the other would do
They're walking on the border, love that wild side
They're walking on the border, ain't they feeling fine
The sun fell on Loretta, asleep in the back of the van
Jim smoked his Camel, stared across the Rio Grande

He said "Hey wake up Loretta, we got some work to do
Got to see a friend of a friend, help a friend down in para crud"
They're walking on the border, love that wild side
They're walking on the border, ain't they feeling fine
Back in Brownsville Texas, a week on down the road
They ran out of American money, ran out of Mexico

There was kissing on the corner, ain't it good to be alive
Then they crashed the door of the liquor store, she handed him his .45
They're walking on the border, love that wild side
They're walking on the border, ain't they feeling fine
Walking on the border, love that wild side
Walking on the boarder ain't they feeling fine