[ Featuring Krazy Bekka ]
I was finger painting at the easel
Living kindergarten at school
Kiss my hand lips connect
Those labels stick one way crush
Later in life I found my man I knew who he was
He struck my midnight wand
He said you gotta kiss the banging friend
You have what he wants I can get it through you
Ugly style inside and out you dressed for me only
I thought I had a soul
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I made magic heart on the rooftop deck
Crossed the river in a romper rhythm blues
Here I am looking to you do you mean see the silos
How come you stay love floats ruin
Love vodka martinis
Roller coasters never touched me
Ice sculptures frozen shots
Heaven loving you rocked on Highway 89
Hospital flowers pedicures all night
In Montreal
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
Cold color to war's face peace and destiny
Swept in a wave visionary trust the stable board
Crashing wave after the swirl I saw the sun
Her smile shown me gifts
Volcano eruption
Oysters on the half shell a honeymoon
Feeling the morning before the beach opens
Umbrellas and coolers on the beach
Tans and bathing suits shine
I knew my cloud could tell
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French sole half-bourgeoisie Canadian
I'm looking to a French soul half-bourgeoisie Canadian
