Going to Mexico
There's Frank James and Jesse JamesBilly the Kid and all the restSupposed to be some bad catsWay out in the West
If those cats could of dug meAnd my gangster waysThey would have hung up their gunsAnd dug into their graves
Cause I'm a gangsterA gangster of loveI'm a gangsterA gangster of loveNow look hereWhen I go into a barGirls from near and farSay I'm a gangsterA gangster of love
I jumped in my white horse CadillacI rode across the border lineI roped 55 girlsI kissed them all the same timeTook 25 or 30, put 'em all on a freightThere was a million dollar reward for me in each and every stateSheriff says is your name Stevie "Guitar" Miller in a very deep voiceAnd I said yes sir brother sheriff, and that's your wife on the back of my horseI can't help itI'm a gangsterI can't help itYou know, I'm a gangster
What Kind of Fool Am I
Come on!
Come on!
Come on!
Praying for the good times
So long to the bad times
Baby are you ready here we go!
Turn you up there's no limit
As long as you're in it
Give it all you got just let it show
Are you in for the fast ride
I'll take you out on the wildside
Are you in for the fast ride
Living life on the faultline
Are you in for the fast ride
I'll take you out on the wildside
Are you in for the fast ride
Do it, do it, you can do it
Never ever never ever surrender
Let all your dreams come true
Never ever never