Bob Dylan, The Band - Goin' to Acapulco lyrics

I'm going down to Rose Marie's
She never does me wrong
She puts it to me plain as day
And gives it to me for a song
It's a wicked life but what the hell
Everybody's got to eat
And I'm just the same as anyone else
When it comes to scratching for my meat

Going to Acapulco, going on the run
Going down to see soft gut
Going to have some fun
Yeah, going to have some fun

Now, whenever I get up
And I can't find what I need
I just make it down to Rose Marie's
And get something quick to eat
It's not a bad way to make a living
And I ain't complainin' none
Oh, I can pull my plum, and drink my rum


And then go on home and have my fun

Going to Acapulco, going on the run
Going down to see soft gut
Going to have some fun
Yeah, going to have some fun

Now, if someone offers me a joke
I just say no thanks
I try to tell it like it is
And keep away from pranks
Well, every time you know when
The well breaks down
I just go pump on it some
Rose Marie, she likes to go to big places
And just set there waitin' for me to come

Going to Acapulco, going on the run
Going down to see soft gut
Going to have some fun
Yeah, going to have some fun