Cuban - Drop Nineteens
That urge
I killed everything that stirs
Or purrs
Somebody down south
In the water
I lost my nerve
I hear down the south the one is combined
The water and the bride
We're just as alone as at home we'd be
So I'm going to a store
I'm going to buy a few things
But will they feed you enough
I'm fine on a plane if they kick all the sluts off
There's a boat for you
A vacation is something you take with you
Load it in the breeze a Cuban breeze
Load it in the breeze a Cuban breeze
Papa a** kissers on the freeway beast
Suck my virgin tambourine and pineapple piece
Did you build the wall like it's some big thing
A flying climbs to lick the free
Load it in the breeze a Cuban breeze
Load it in the breeze a Cuban breeze
Load it in the breeze
