Love comes yeah, love goes She's gone To Mexico I'm bustin' out, I gotta go I got a card from Mexico I got a card from Mexico I sent a card from Mexico A postcard from Mexico A postcard from Mexico

I see you each morning And in silence I say Pretty lady, I love you But I know there's no way That you'd consider my love, girl 'Cause you don't have the time So I try to conceal it So you can't read my mind But all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you Yeah, all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you Every day I keep hoping That I may see a sign That'll give me a chance, girl To be first in your eyes But I just go on waiting Every day it's the same And all my friends keep on saying You're a fool who loves pain But all I wanna do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you Yeah, all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you I'm beginning to wonder If you know I'm alive Every day it gets harder To feel good when I rise If I'd just get the chance, girl You would feel what it's like To be loved every morning Every day, every night 'Cause all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you Yeah, all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you Yeah, all I want to do, pretty lady Is see you smiling too, pretty lady Maybe once in my life be making love to you

They're there for your first year, they give you your first beer When you get your heart broke, they're there for your worst year Don't get you at all, but your apple don't fall too far from 'em They own too much wicker and drink too much liquor You'd wash your hands of them, but blood's always thicker You might look just like 'em; that don't mean you're like 'em But you love 'em Family is family, in church or in prison You get what you get, and you don't get to pick 'em They might smoke like chimneys, but give you their kidneys Yeah, friends come in handy, but family is family They're there when you're married, divorced and remarried You fall out of touch, but then someone gets buried And you're right back together like no time has ever gone by Can't live with or without 'em; you might talk about 'em But if someone else does, well, then you'll knock 'em out 'cause When it's all said and done, they're the only ones that you got Family is family, in church or in prison You get what you get, and you don't get to pick 'em They might smoke like chimneys, but give you their kidneys Yeah, friends come in handy, but family is family Yeah, family is funny, they'll ask you for money Even though they know you ain't got no money They show up at Christmas, get up in your business They might not be fancy, but family is family You might look just like 'em; that don't mean you're like 'em But you love 'em