On my way through Mexico I just need a place to go, Bongo And on my way through Mexico I just need to find a boat, oh no But you can't get to sleep with knocking at your door And you won't care at all if you can't hear it anymore On my way through Tampa Bay Looking for a place to stay, hey hey Okay And on my way through Santa Fe Change my name and find a hideaway Okay But you can't get to sleep with sirens in your head And you won't care at all if you are sleeping in your bed On my way through the Caribbean I'm just lookin' for a little sun, I'm done Laying low in the Caribbean Nobody knows the things that I have done, I won But there's a rat in town and you can't find a name And you won't care at all cuz they're already on their way