Lyrics:

You know Dean Rodeo was always saying what he thinks

And sell paradise, had a narrow mind

Must I become what them gringos became

Or must I realize this is the life of alibies



Alibies for coming late and telling lies



Little girl pets the cat, thinks about the boy in the gootchy old hat

She's happy 'cause finally she's heading on that big big road

Must she become what her parents wanted her to be

Or must she realize this is the story of alibies



Alibies for coming late and telling lies

Alibies for coming late and telling lies



Sing biebabeloeba

Sing biebabeloeba with the boys from the neighbourhood scene

Shooting ball in the night in the hall

Hey you guys, I've got the same old dream



Mother comes on the shoreline

Said don't waste your time on my son

My son's gotta study

He must become someone quite differently from you

He ain't a rich bone, said excuse me mam

It's not exactly who I am



I’m his alibie for coming late and telling lies

His alibie for coming late and telling lies

Alibies for coming late and telling lies