[Saxophone and Harmonica Bluesy Intro]
[Verse 1]
Packed my badge in a cardboard box
Thirty years of chasing clocks
Bought a ticket, one way south
Leavin' this frickin' LA town
Paradise was calling my name
Thought I finally laid my claim
To a brand new life -- in paradise
[Chorus]
But trouble seems to find me wherever I go
Even in the streets of old Mexico
Tryin' to keep on this narrow road
Hidin' beneath a sombrero
[Instrumental break]
Verse 2
First week here, things were just fine
Then some guy got caught in a fishin' line
An island cop soon knocked on my door
He could see I was restless and bored
Got a call to a beach bar fight
It was all in a hard day's night
Thought island life meant I'd rest
Turns out I just changed my address
[Bridge]
Crime doesn't slumber or sleep
No, paradise ain't on the beach
Even when the beach is far away
Cuz peace ain't found in a place
[Chorus]
Cuz trouble seems to find me wherever I go
Even in the streets of old Mexico
Tryin' to keep on this narrow road
Hidin' beneath a sombrero
[Bridge]
So I'll keep this badge within reach
Cuz crime doesn't slumber or sleep
So I'll try to help keep the peace
Cuz paradise ain't on the beach
[Instrumental break]
[Chorus]
Cuz trouble seems to find me wherever I go
Even in the streets of old Mexico
Tryin' to keep on this narrow road
Hidin' beneath a sombrero
[Instrumental Outro]
Tryin' to keep on this narrow road
Hidin' beneath a sombrero
Hidin' beneath a sombrero