If ever I was to replace you,
I would choose an escort with a blond attitude,
Never was I, but now I step down,
To endure the pain and drop the crown,
If ever I was to recall you,
Memories apart, funny thing to do,
I stumble down and take off the mask,
Expose my scarf to ease your task.
Who stole the coke from the cookie jar ? Who is tricky like Escobar ?
Who's to replace the missing art ? Who really was Pablo Escobar ?
Now civilian, I must find an aim,
To trick the judge, passport and name,
Maybe I forgot her name and our address,
But jokes apart, that's still a mess.
If ever I was to forget her,
Mysteries of the church and the curse together,
I don't need the needle to see him through,
You're not her, not the same hues.
Who shot the pope at the whiskey bar ? Who can trigger like Escobar ?
Who's the minister driving her car ? Who really was Pablo Escobar ?