So just how far down do you wanna go
We could talk it out over a cup of Joe
And you can look deep in my eyes
Like I was a super-model

Uh huh
Well, it's just you and me baby
No one else we can trust
We'll say nothin' to no one

No how or we'll bust
Never crack a smile or flinch or cry
For nobody
Uh huh

So give you ID card to the border guard
Your alias says you Captain John Luke Picard
Of the United Federation of Planets
'Cause they won't speak English any ways

Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission at midnight
We'll divy up there
Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people

So I got the pistol
So I get the Pesos
Yeah that seems fair
We'll put the sugar in the tank of the sheriff's car

We'll slash the deputy's tires
They won't get very far
When they finally get the word that there's been a hold-up
Uh huh

Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission at midnight
We'll divy up there
Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people

But I got the pistol
So I get the Pesos
Yeah that seems fair
That seems fair
That seems fair
That seems fair yeah yeah

So give you ID card to the border guard
Now alias says you Captain John Luke Picard
Of the United Federation of Planets
'Cause they won't speak English any ways

Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission at midnight
We'll divy up there
But everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people

Well, I got the pistol
So I get the Pesos
Yeah that seems fair
That seems fair
And that seems fair
That seems fair

Copyright: Capitol CMG Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): ARTHUR "BUDDY" EDWARDS, BRIAN BLUSH, BRIAN DAVID BLUSH, PAUL H. NAFFAH, ROGER CLYNE, ROGER MEADE CLYNE