Write a song about California, he said Write a song about California, he said to me before i left but i, think i'll write a song about him instead. Now
The way the water was, us waiting just above, Up in a golden tree peering through yellow leaves. We sat there searching for our spirit animals, Mine up
Is this the end the end of the days of our sweet silent love soap please dont pretend cus its clearly the end the end of the walk leadign up to your
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Once upon a time there was a pop princess With a size C chest and a party dress Sneaking out and getting into clubs for free You think the bouncer knew
Write a song about California, he said Write a song about California, he said to me before i left but i, think i'll write a song about him instead.
The way the water was, us waiting just above, Up in a golden tree peering through yellow leaves. We sat there searching for our spirit animals, Mine
Hey Hey Hey [x8] Young girl you're the type I need Baby you should know you are the one that I see Everything about you is the way that I like We
shot for my lova (plow!) Me bust a shot for my love (plow!) Me bust a shot for my lova (plow!) Me bust a shot for my love (plow!) (rah rah rah) (hey
kill both baby salmon, that are developing and the adult salmon, that are on their way to spawn Wow what a shame, what a shame Huh? Woah. Wow. Hey kids, hey
