Breathless from the coffee, I drop my newspaper down Left my eyeballs to read about some other town Your blueberry flu and message at breakfast was nice But when you shoot your mouth off, expect to pay the price She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet Just a little haiku To say how much I like you And sap your sex away Your tar paper skin and visible beatin' heart Your words on the paper sure gave me a start Your huckleberry flu and one plus one is you So if I can't be me, well I might as well be with you She's a tangerine Made in California Need a soul fillet So, baby cry your eyes out Baby, dry your eyes out Burn your life away When the day came to an end, you bounced right back again Watch an evening news show, L.A. blues again Your California sunshine sure gives me a sweat And your tangerine nectar's a taste I won't forget She's a tangerine Made in California She's a soul fillet I've seen you cry your eyes out Sister, dry your eyes out Burn your life away It's just a little haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little haiku To say how much I like you It's just a little haiku © SCRAWNY MUSIC; EMI VIRGIN SONGS, INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com