Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Deviances anticipated
Triple-X or at least R-rated
San Tropez, the middle of May
(once)
There s no tan lines tonight
No tan lines tonight
But trench it, rev it
It s time to share spit
in the sauna, we ll become close
with yeeeeeahh, oh yeah!
Princess with a cold-killer instinct
Winked at me from across the ice rink
Leather uppers soft for the spins
But she gives it away without a rest
Language buried her in the motherland
Language barrier in the Pathan grain
Yeaaaaaaah, ohhhh yeaaaaaaah
You will be my candy striper
Junior Leaguer, bedpan wiper
Convalescent enema essence
I live to be gray, I live to be gray