I can't change your mind We passed all the signs I never though about the way the heart could amuse At least? I've never been way to Mexico But we could hop in the van and go Drivin' by nights when the sun's down low Talkin' bout demons and sleeping you know Prechorus: Won't let it finish Throw it away We join the ranks of pigs in mud And we're happy that way I fell in your hand Tighten the grip of the fist of your every command Maybe when we go down south We'll figure it out, it pains me that my reins be pulled so hard Snappin' my neck back Dig my hooves into the ground Maybe we should stick around Prechorus Chorus: 47 days 47 nights Been a month and a half it's been flyin' by 47 days 47 nights Been a month and a half it's been flyin' by Twenty hours later In the papers the capers ? ? Oh I need a nurse I think I'm getting screwed and it hurts All the fun times money buys But it's great then it sucks The green always seems to get me by the nuts Until 48 days ago Prechorus