Lyrics:
New Taco Girl
I step up to the counter, place my order, and then
I smile & study her face, 'cos I'll never see her again
Next week, same place, same time, but new cashier
'cos she'll stay one week and then she'll disappear

  New Taco Girl

I'm at this taqueria weekly, before we rehearse
But I think the register's under an evil curse
'cos it seems this kitchen's got a revolving door
This place has no trace of the girl there a week before

Working here can't be that bad, so I think it's strange
that she'll evaporate once she gives me my change
Taco Girl, I wonder why it is I'll never see ya
It's a mystery wrapped in an enigma... then wrapped in a flour tortilla
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