Old Mexico - The Summer Set

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