Every once in a while,
you meet a child,
that drives you wild,
With unmistakable downtown style.
Her winter coat,
and s**y tokes,
on camel smokes,
don
A princess,
and a mistress,
dressed in Sunday best,
To impress a fresh love interest.
To set the stage,
receive her praise,
and leave a sour taste,
That only gets sweeter as it fades.
She just can
She just can
She just can
Full of spectacle and charm like nothing else.
Being a girl.
At the initial glance,
She
to build her a man.
Like a
Fell love,
while taming her,
new adventurer.
Cause every rebel needs a woman
The fact is,
she
using the bedroom, for practice.
Making him think his kiss is all she ever imagines.
With a pocket full
of rocket fuel
dragging strings that pull
on a heart that
She just can
She just can
She just can
Full of spectacle and charm like nothing else.
Being a girl.
She just can
She just can
She just can
Full of spectacle and charm like nothing else.
Being a girl.