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Magic City Hippies

Corazón

 

Corazón

(الألبوم: Magic City Hippies - 2013)


Thinking back to the whacks that we used to take
Rolling joints to a point with a roach and shake
Sipping on summer ale in September sun
Jump in the backseat where we had some fun
Cruise out on the boat to the house of stilts
Kiss me underneath till the passion wilts
Never will I find another crazy lady
Putting up wooden houses in Haiti
Closing up your eyes cause you drink too much
Open up your thighs cause you like my touch
I want to grow old on Brazilian beaches
Getting tan, in the sand, with your two ripe peaches

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Six-packs and a flask from a Scottish lake
Been a mess since the best chest game to date
Hit the map for a tap and a little loving
The bone I wrap for buns in ovens
Living by the ocean, going through the motions
Drinking with my head in a noose
Never known a better potion, to let my liver soak in
Now I bet I'm telling the truth
Holding all the good stories
Coke and all it's glories
Slipped up, tripped up... Tooth
Bust on the pavement, make another payment
Running like John Wilkes Booth

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Rolling on through, where do you belong?
Holding onto you, just carry on

Truer words never spoken: "Quick to be broken"
Change is a notion, you should learn like lotion
On the hand that you're hoping to
Land the next open girl that you're scoping
Pillows you be groping
Forever will I be insistent, that distance is the crux of my existence
And whoever would be to wish this away this instant I'd give assistance
Never would I need to piss this away like wishlists and family business
Clever would I be to diss this and kiss the first fish that's close to British

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

Back and forth through custom lines
Searching for my Argentine
Now I need another home to rest my complex corazón

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