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They left San Isidro,
Coming from Tijuana,
They brought the car tires
Full of weeds,
They were Emilio Varela,
And Camelia, the Texan
They passed through San Clemente
The emigration stopped them,
He asked them for their documents,
He told them: Where are you from?
She was from San Antonio,
A female at heart.
A female if she wants a man,
For him she can give her life,
But you have to be careful
If that female feels hurt,
Betrayal and smuggling...
They are unshared things.
They arrived in Los Angeles,
They went to Hollywood,
In a dark alley
The four tires changed ,
There they delivered the grass...
And there they were paid so well
Emilio says to Camelia:
Today you say goodbye,
With the part that you plays
You can rebuild your life,
I'm going to San Francisco,
With the owner of my life
Seven gunshots rang out,
Camelia killed Emilio,
The police only found
A gun lying around,
The money and Camelia...
Nothing was ever heard from again