Carolina, she's from Texas Red bricks drop from her vagina Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships But her breasts taste just like breakfast There's her hand now on the cock sock Filled with white tears from the thrift store She's an eyesore in her red dress I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said
Give us back our lives Leave him, Carolina Everything's just fine Refill my prescription Until next time I get so lost inside the rooms, inside my mind
California presidente Cogi mucho, estoy cansado Dostoevsky, Fab Moretti Antiseptic, complimentary There's her hand now on the cock sock Filled with white tears from the thrift store She's an eyesore in her red dress I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said
Give us back our lives Leave him, Carolina Everything's just fine Refill my prescription Until next time I get so lost inside the rooms, inside my mind
Goodnight Sweetheart Flying high on birth control She knows the pregnancy will show That she smells nice when you look twice Who's your boyfriend, Carolina? And it's goodnight sweetheart Flying high on birth control She knows rejections in her bones
Carolina, she's from Texas Red bricks drop from her vagina Carolina Carolina CarolinaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
