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Shots rang out Valentine's Day Fragrant remnants of a strewn bouquet A lovers' bloody quarrel Sweet chocolates gone to waste He took the petty cash And drove through California State In a San Fernando pool hall He caught the eye of some young broad Turns out the girl is only seventeen and thinks criminals are God She was pretty As pretty as a runaway can be And he was crazy for her As crazy as a crazy person can be The motel window framed her face A wash of lemon line Sallow yellow skin Sour green eyes Left in the drawer with the Bible An old syringe "God is lethal," he says with a knowing grin Don't you forget about your past, boy Don't you forget about the gun SongtexteDon't you forget about Mexico That's where you're gonna run Picture postcard She stole the night before With a dirty magazine From the local convenience store A photo of Paris at night The Eiffel tower in lights An unsatisfied looking debutant Flip side read "je t'amie mon amour" Paris, France Don't you forget about your past, girl Don't you forget about the streets Don't you forget about the cold air When you're lying on that beach She's scared this back road has a dead end And that he won't fly her to the moon "Well, just sit tight, babe, We're gonna be in Mexico real soon So just sit there and don't say another word Before I go and hurt someone Before I go and take this gun And hurt someone I'll hurt someone" Aus Songtexte Mania