Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and she bleats out a streak just means she got her weed But not a bong, whos Dont we all just a little piece of release? me and cum for me again
I she just might be the one
Now we sleep deep sheets what's going underneath Who was she, or who was he? Who reaped the benefit of love this whats it Since I could neither fuck it, or it Id rather it
To to where it goes Cause it'll come to where it And when it to where it goes Well it goes away
If it looks just like it, it just like it, it felt just like it Well, then, it just be the one Well, if it looked just like it, it just like it, you melt just like it And, then, it might be the one
(She just be the one, She might be the one, She just be the one, Just be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes like a ghost
Cause then she comes to where it Cause it will come to where it And when it comes to where it then it comes just like its told
Sally slipped again in with them there was not a thing of you to You lied all time we were alone Sleeping in the end Now we are both but now it's time ... delivers in the got the medicine.
to looks just it Smells just it It felt just it You just buy it
If it just like it It sucks just it It just like it then is got to be the one
You me here You own me Youre only