And she calls herself Aphrodite
She'll make you feel high and
From Sex & The City soundtrack
You're not who I want,
It gets under my skin, deep in my bones I've
I've been looking through your window
I've been confiscating your mail
I've
Go ahead and figure it out
I will lend an open
My sweet tooth cavity shoots
Pain up in my brain bringin'
Why be normal when you can be weird
Why show your
There's a tree in the city, it ain't lookin' pretty
Blessed
I live here in exile
My home is not my heart
They're
Wanda
My playful little friend
Who lives inside of me
She's good to
Stranger gives a homeless man a ticket to Hawaii.
Giving him
He shines like the moon
And he knows just who I
I'm gonna drink my whiskey, gonna have my man
I know
My day at the ocean
It's my day for collecting shells
It's
Thursday came, I was tired of the fire engines
Tired of
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