I leave for El Paso at three in the morning Radio is buzzing in the desert dark Because I like the songs they're playing Thinking about how I know how The second I touch down in Houston I'm looking you up Even though the second I touch down in Houston I should just give up Put down the phone book Cactus they live on water But only just a little But if they had to they couldn't give it up They'd stretch it out as far As far as they can make it Hoping for a sip even if only once a year I leave for seven eleven In exactly three minutes If you don't get the fuck in the car I'll leave without you in it So baby get in it Get in it What's butterfly in Spanish? I think it's mariposa Yeah if I had to I couldn't give you up Cactus they live on water But only just a little But if they had to they couldn't give it up They'd stretch it out as far As far as they can make it Hoping for a sip even if only once a year Even if only once a year