Marc F.
Yelp
Spread out now Hidalguense, come out from behind the Gardens
You know playin' blind man's bluff is circumventing fame
You pick up a little Springsteen, I'm gonna pick up some Mexican
And together we're gonna eat out tonight and make that Foster run
You don't have to call me "elite," Hidalguense, and I don't want to be #1
The only review I'm ever gonna leave will be easily outdone
And Hidalguense, you're the real homespun
Hidalguense, jump a little higher
Taco truck, come set my mouth on fire
I just want your grub, quid quagmire
Hidalguense, you're inflation's rectifier