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