Down Mexico Way Lyrics - Fitzgerald Patrik

She wanted to be a mother - 

The final touch - 

Towards their picture of domestic bliss 

They failed, though, the audition 

For adoption 

"What can I do" he thought 

"To keep the peace" 

"What can I do" he thought 

"To keep her in one piece?" 

A baby, it seemed, could be a solution 

She couldn't have a baby though 

He reached into his briefcase 

And prepared to write a cheque 

To some unknown girl 

Living a hundred miles away 

He'd simply seen an advert 

Saying "womb for sale...." 

It didn't matter that much 

About her background 

As long as she could provide 

The means 

For birth: 

The baby born, the cheque signed 

The baby delivered.... 

Problem solved