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She took off her stockings

I held 'em to my face

She had your ankles

I felt filled with grace



'Two hundred dollars straight in

Two-fifty up the ass' she smiled and said

She unbuckled my belt, pulled back her hair

And sat in front of me on the bed



She said, 'Honey, how's that feel

Do you want me to go slow?'

My eyes drifted out the window

And down to the road below



I felt my stomach tighten

As the sun bloodied the sky

And sliced through hotel blinds

I closed my eyes



Sunlight on the Amatitlan

Sunlight streaming through your hair

In the Valle de dos Rios

The smell of mock orange filled the air



We rode with the vaqueros

Down into cool rivers of green

I was sure the work and the smile coming out 'neath your hat

Was all I'll ever need



Somehow all you ever need's

Never quite enough you know

You and I, Maria, we learned it's so



She slipped me out of her mouth

'You're ready,' she said

She took off her bra and panties

Wet her fingers, slipped it inside her

And crawled over me on the bed



She bought me another whisky

Said 'here's to the best you ever had'

We laughed and made a toast

It wasn't the best I ever had

Not even close