Come on baby, let’s cross the border
We need to get away from the law
And order us a drink from impoverished lands
To get a piece of pie at someone else’s hands
Won’t it be nice to cross the border?
To feel less lonely, to feel more alive
And floss a little less cause blood is costly

Come on baby, let’s cross the border
Little-miss two shoes needs a new pair
Of heartless eyes and artless lips
To flap our wings need to get from here to there
Won’t it be nice to cross the border?
To feel less lonely, to feel more alive
Indebted to some cause of foreboding love or loss
Hey baby, blood is costly.

And we’re soft enough to get a little cross-eyed at the chance
And we’re soft enough to get a little cross-eyed at the chance

Come on baby, let’s cross the border
We need to get away from the law
And order us a drink from impoverished lands
To get a piece of pie at someone else’s hands
Won’t it be nice to cross the border?
To feel less lonely, to feel more alive
And floss a little less cause blood is costly
Blood is costly, blood is costly.