text: She took off her stockings
  I held them 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, hows 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 Ill ever need
  Somehow all you ever needs
  Never quite enough, you know
  You and I, Maria, we learned its so
  She slipped me out of her mouth
  Youre 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 heres to the best you ever had
  We laughed and made a toast
  It wasnt the best I ever had, not even close