Bush Tetras
You Taste Like the Tropics
Your smell fills the air,my hand through your hair,you taste like the tropics,I lose my memoryYou're changing the tempo,it's offbeat to me,reject the record,where could you be?Your voice on the phone,slide through the (???),be my receiver,don't see me angryYou keep me waiting,my mind is racing,catching flies at night,why does it (???)
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