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Burrito Loco or Bust (Mostly Bust)

[Verse 1] The pub just closed, I’m weak and slow, But I know a neon savior’s glow. Not a priest, not my home, not a lover— It’s Burrito Loco, under the tram wire cover. [Chorus] Oh Burrito Loco, spicy friend, Wrap me up ‘til the bitter end! When life is cruel and bars are closed, You’re the bean-fueled light I chose. My heart says “dobrou noc,” my stomach screams “olé!” You gave me napkins, pain, and frijolé. I’d marry that guac if Czech law agreed, Now pass the hot sauce—I still can’t breathe! [Verse 2] I step inside, it smells like heaven, Beans and regret served ‘til eleven. The tiles are clean, the music’s bold, The jalapeños? Pure molten gold. [Verse 3] Czech food sleeps, the knedlíky snore, But this tortilla rocket knocks down the door. I asked for “mild,” they gave me death, Now I’m crying cheese with every breath. [Chorus] Oh Burrito Loco, spicy friend, Wrap me up ‘til the bitter end! When life is cruel and bars are closed, You’re the bean-fueled light I chose. My heart says “dobrou noc,” my stomach screams “olé!” You gave me napkins, pain, and frijolé. I’d marry that guac if Czech law agreed, Now pass the hot sauce—I still can’t breathe! [Verse 4] There’s a cactus on the wall with a sombrero grin, Watching me wipe salsa off my chin. Drunk girl’s crying over spilled queso, Guy next to me says: “This changed my soul, bro.” [Verse 5] It’s 4AM, I’m stuffed, I’m blessed, Wearing salsa like a war-torn vest. The Prague night’s cold, but my gut’s ablaze— Burrito Loco, I’ll sing your praise! [Chorus] Oh Burrito Loco, spicy friend, Wrap me up ‘til the bitter end! When life is cruel and bars are closed, You’re the bean-fueled light I chose. My heart says “dobrou noc,” my stomach screams “olé!” You gave me napkins, pain, and frijolé. I’d marry that guac if Czech law agreed, Now pass the hot sauce—I still can’t breathe!