Whitehorse Mexico Texaco Lyrics

Sometimes I just
I can't help but think
There's a particular way
For an angel to sleep
With her head just so
Turned up unaware
That you're standing there watching her dream
Something frightfully beautiful

And why can't I take this car and drive it to Mexico
And we'll rob a Texaco in Santa Fe where we'll run out of gas

I wonder why, it scares me to death
You tell me everything you ever thought about love was a lie
And I should be struck dumb, happily insane
But the man in my head recommends against paving my history

So why can't I take this car and drive it to Mexico
And we'll rob a Texaco in Santa Fe where we'll run out of gas
And why can't I take this bird and fly her to Jupiter
Pitstop in Venus, stare back at the Earth while she catches her
Sweet soft breath

Why can't I take this car
Why can't I take this bird