see there was a girl called nika, from down nagasaki way she ran off with a catford boy, rico and they were soon on their way
to mitcham or someplace way down south where they wear wide hat and thick moustache
she played double bass and drank strong coffee he had a dog tyson and fed it banofee
she felt like an outlaw - and lived with a smile he was an outlaw lived with a pile of cash on the dresser allways left a messer in the sink, where he shaped his beard look like che in the mirror, tho a little more weird
had a scooter not a bike but equally feard
was late summer 2003 night was hot and a little breezy
she just reech,he was doing a deal south of the river with a nite to steal
ch.......oh uh south of the border oh uh south of the water
oh,heh oh heh tell you about a man name jazztronik refresh ya so call him gin and tonic locking the bass freeing up the sonic infect a rhythm faster than bubonic
in a bar called acapolco by the river where to a pull a you would go rico told niko they'd run off down south kenny of camden opend his mouth said niko don't go south of the border unless your following order don't go off to the badlands where time is lost in the sinking sands some of them still drive cortina and wear string vest called a marina all have friends called marcia and tina for a visit not a life if ya know what i meana
ch...........
but now it's summer 2005 niko and rico still there and alive he still sells,she still plays their way down south but he changed his ways he cooks soba meals for tea and now their 2 more mouths to feed thats the story of niko and rico way down south now with nego and kiko
way down south way down south way down south way down south of the border
