Tres Las

I’m in my prime, but most the time,
I kick your heels while I’m standing in line.
Help me please. I want you on your knees.
I drop so hard I shake the leaves in the trees
I’ve got a voice to powerful to stop.
I’m gonna have to fuck my way to the top.
Lord I must bust open the crust,
And keep your body moving with the flesh and the lust.

And if you like what I’ve got,
Getcha just enough.
I guess I’ve got to, got to, got got!

Lalalalalalalala
I sing along when I drink in the afternoon.
Lalalalalalalala
I get it good when I spend all my time with you.

I want a lipstick lover, rolling undercover,
Sipping lemonade and keeping me clean.
Yeah, I’m alright. It’s just a little fight,
A little scratch, a gash that doesn’t even bleed.
I stomp my bounce beats on sun drenched valley streets.
I’ve got you pulling up the pavement with the soles of your feet.
I’m a live wire, five star apathetic fool.
I’ve got my money on my mind cause that’s the rule.

Lalalalalalalala
I sing along when I drink in the afternoon.
Lalalalalalalala
I get it good when I spend all my time with you.