Shots rang out Valentines Day Fragrant remnants of a strewn bouquet Lover's bloody quarrel Sweet chocolate gone to waste He took the petty cash and drove threw California State In a San Fernando Valley pool hall He caught the eye of some young broad Turns out the girl was only 17 and thinks criminals are gods She was pretty As pretty as a runaway could be And he was crazy for her As crazy as a crazy person could be Motel window framed her face Wash of lemon lime Sallow yellow skin Sour green eyes Theft in the drawer With a bible unopened syringe God is lethal he said with a knowing grin Don't you forget about your past boy Don't you forget about the gun Don't forget about Mexico That's where we're gonna run Picture postcard she stole the night before With a dirty magazine from the local convenient store A photo of Paris at night The Eiffel tower in lights An satisfied looking debutant Flipside read Je t'aime, mon amour (I love you, my dear) Paris, France Don't you forget about your past girl Don't you forget about the streets Don't forget about the cold when you're lying in that beach She's scared this back road has a dead end That he won't fly her to the moon Well, just sit tight babe We're gonna be in Mexico real soon So just sit there and don't say another word Before I go and hurt someone Before I take this gun and hurt someone Before I hurt someone