She lives in a bungalow, she kills me with rose-garden thorns
She waits for me
My love is unusual, it's painted with roses and thorns
With her I'm complete

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me

Visions of Mexico seduce me, it goes to my head
So carefully
Memories of candles and incense and all of these things
Remember these

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me

She comforts me when the candles blow out
The cake has grown mold but the memories are sweet
The laughter's all gone, but the memories are mine
The Mexican princess is out of my life

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me

She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me
She lives by the wall and waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me

She lives by the wall and waits at the door
She walks in the Sun, to me
She lives by the wall and waits at the door
She walks in the Sun, to me

Lives by the wall, waits by the door
She walks in the Sun, to me