Cinco de mayo

What if I never, a bullet forever
Held out my hand to you
We wouldn't have known
Absolute measure, I ain't no pleasure hound
Bus's out of control
Plowing the road Out on a bender, just Alice falling down a deepening hole
I've never been to Rome until you smiled
You're about as old and piled
Now I just wonder what spell I was under
Thinking you though of me as something to hold
I've never been to Rome until you smiled
You're about as old and piled
Cinco de Mayo, burnout Ohio