Bitter sleep, summer street Looks at me and she bleats out a streak just means she got her weed But not a bong, tired? Dont we all just want a 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 this time? whats it I could neither fuck it, or cover it Id rather it
To to where it goes it'll come to where it goes And when it comes to it goes Well then it away
If it looks just like it, it smells just like it, it felt just it Well, then, it just be the one Well, if it looked like it, it felt just like it, you melt just like it And, then, it might be the one
(She just be the one, She just be the one, She just be the one, might be the one)
It just like echoes, it goes just echoes, it goes like echoes, it goes just like a
Cause then she to where it goes Cause it come to where it goes And it comes to where it goes Well then it comes like its told
Sally again in deep with them there was not a of you to love You all this time we were alone Sleeping in the end Now we are both but now it's ... delivers in the memories got the medicine.
to looks like it Smells like it It felt like it You might buy it
If it looks just it It sucks just it It fucks like it then is got to be the one
You know me You own me only here