My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola My eyes are wide like cherry pies I gots a taste for men who are older It's always been, so it's no surprise
Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
Come on baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side
I fall asleep in an American flag I wear my diamonds on Skid Row I pledge allegiance to my dad For teaching me everything he knows
Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
Come on baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side
Drugs suck it up like vanilla icys Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys Decorate my neck Diamantes ices Oh, come on, come on
Come on baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side
Come on baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side
Come on, come on, come on baby Come on, come on, come on baby
My pussy taste like Pepsi cola
My pussy taste like Pepsi cola
My pussy taste like Pepsi cola
Compositores: Elizabeth Woolridge Grant (Lana Del Rey) (ASCAP), Richard W Jr Nowels (Rick Nowels) (PRS)Editores: Auray Music Ltd (PRS), R Rated Music, Universal Music WorksPublicado em 2012ECAD verificado obra #23909905 e fonograma #5945729 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM