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Chips and Salsa
03:24
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The Border Patrol confiscated my Visa
Show me the way to chips and salsa
Hurry up and chop down my balsa
Sorry honey, I'm not looking to hug ya
The Border Patrol confiscated my Visa
Show me the way to chips and salsa
Yours are so hot, you turn me into ice, ah
Gimme one taste of your sweet spice, ah
Why would you look at me that way?
Unique as the letter the "J"
You're my sexy little bambina
Show me the way to the chips and salsa
Fill yours in mine just like locker
Push me to the edge, I might even stalk ya
You're my sexy little bambina
Show me the way to the chips and salsa
Fill yours in mine just like locker
The way you shake your body; never ever stop, ah
Why would you look at me that way?
Unique as the letter the "J"
Gimme one taste of your sweet spice, AH (X7)
GIMME A TASTE OF YOUR CHIPS AND SALSA.
Why would you look at me that way?
Unique as the letter the "J"
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2. |
Better in My Dreams
03:11
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I can't make up my mind on you
Like a boy choosing his ice cream from the parlor
With fifty flavors and every one is as sweet as the last
Or like an amateur gambler betting on horses
In a straw hat
But he never got the chance to see their stats
I don't wanna bet on it
It might get jinxed
I just wanna sleep on it
You're better in my dreams
So take a peak in my daydreams to see
These secret fantasies
That consume me and make me wanna yell
Screw your on top for this wild ride
Cuz we don't know
If this roller coaster was destined to go up or down
I don't wanna bet on it
It might get jinxed
I just wanna sleep on it
You're better in my dreams
Cuz everyday I wait seems a little bit longer than the last
I won't change cuz I missed my past
So cracked in half, my soul needs a new cast
Watch me pick up when I hear your laugh
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3. |
Two Shoes Blues
02:34
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Crashing on energy drinks and sitting on my best friend's couch
Lusting about other teens and asking questions we'll never find the answers out
Busted my Malibu in the center of downtown
My life one big laugh cuz I'm living like a clown
Waited a long time
Memorized my lines
Now's the time to set myself loose
And dance in the street with two left shows, oh yeah
Knick knack paddy whack, give me just a little taste
It took you 16 years for you to grow the pretty face
I didn't meet you by some God or a lucky fate
I met you hear cuz I saw your face and wanted you to be my mate
Waited a long time
Memorized my lines
Now's the time to set myself loose
And dance in the street with two left shows, oh yeah
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4. |
Julianne
02:55
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Julianne has got hips
Make a young boy cry
Julianne has got eyes
Make you never wanna say goodbye
And she lied
I'm in the corner
Thinking about Julianne
She's a hotel room
Making love with another man
Julianne wants nothing to do with me
Flowers, gifts, roses, cards, candy
I made it easy for Julianne to use me
Never mind, I like the attention
Julianne keeps my mind on suspension
She's the jailkeeper of my eyes
I swear I'm not looking at her thighs
Rip me of a piece of her luscious lies
Julianne's so cruel
She's gonna make me cry
Julianne wants nothing to do with me
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Speed Dial 9
02:45
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I never said I was perfect, only that I'll try
You've seen me with red eyes but you've never seen me cry
You've seen me say hello, but never goodbye
I'll save the truth for you, I just fight
Ever since I was little, I've known this sight
Who screams in anger and won't admit he lied
I thought of answers but my brain is fried
I'll call you when I need ya
Speed dial nine
Trying my best to be sincere
Singing this song out of fear
Of what I could become of wrecking my mind
I'll call you when I need ya
Speed dial nine
I'll call you when I need ya
Speed dial nine
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