Rosa's Cantina lyrics

Going to Rosa's Cantina Going to Rosa's Cantina Hoping that she's still there Going to Rosa's Cantina Might have been the dust in my eyes Might have been the dust in my eyes Could have been the neon cactus Lighting up the desert sky Must have been the dust in my eyes Some would call it suicide Some would call it suicide I would call it paradise Some would call it suicide Dancing on the table Dancing on the table Dancing on the table when she's drunker than she's able Dancing on the table Some would call it suicide I would call it paradise Some would call it hell on earth Is she right is she wrong Will she sing another song Wicked as it seems right now Rosa wants her baby back Rosa wants her baby back Since he's gone she's losing track Rosa wants her baby back Easy with that cadillac Easy with that cadillac Easy with that cadillac Some of this and some of that Pass me that cadillac