You left me in the bar For the skirt with the acoustic guitar She's got such promise And boy, you'd like to see what she can do
Your dinner is fast You're gonna be a mentor Gonna make make make a mother shape Or reinvent her, uh, huh
She follows all your work Got a fucking kitty on her shirt You told your god you worn out soul Only one step from losing control
You know 31 candles Don't a woman make You didn't never give me nothin' Always, take, take, take, uh, huh
Thought your package was for me Christ I should have known better You couldn't even face me You wrote me in a letter uh, huh
Come on over honey Grab your pants and get your shit She's drawing blueprints, laying marble Build a shrine around your dick
Blow up the balloons Take out the ribbons in her hair She'll be a woman soon God forbid self possessed and self aware
Stroke her supple skin You know she may not fare as well as me I'm thinking 5 more years to go uh, huh
No, you never met my mother You're so much for the better But you'd say, "Fuck me" If you saw her in a sweater, uh, huh
31 candles Do not a woman make You lick the salt off all your wounds And lick the icing off my cakeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
