Lyrics

I can't believe, I can't believe you're
Really gonna leave her
I must be running a high fever

I put my money in the meter
I come a long way out to greet her
I thought I knew what would complete her

I played my cards with Cain and Abel
I put my bet down on the table
The ground beneath us grew unstable

I thought it was my fate to travel
I thought I'd left this town of Babel
And then I heard the judge's gavel

I?m walking with you through this keyhole
Some say it was the mesqualito
And I don?t know who is the bandito
El Bandito

I can't believe, I can't believe you're
Really gonna leave her
I must be running a high fever

I?m walking with you through this keyhole
Some say it was the mesqualito
And I don?t know who is the bandito