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 d**h 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 We'll rob a Texaco in Santa Fe where we'll run out of gas 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