the blond o sonic shimmer trap
Black as a beacon in a river of shimmering fog
Yes, she was
If you were heatseeking, she was hard to ignore
Yes, she was
And she snapped wing mirrors off of Cadillacs
The particular pretty ones
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on
Well, time tastes bland when she's not around
And you'd sit and you'd sink and approach the brink
Before she showed you how to shake love's steady hand
Tha knows
And she snapped wing mirrors off of Cadillacs
The particular pretty ones
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on
Shake love's steady hand
Shake love's steady
She floats like a niccy rush and stings like a B-flat
The blond-o-sonic shimmer trap
And she snapped wing mirrors off of Cadillacs
The particular pretty ones
And that meant she never had to strain her back
When she was putting her lippy on