Tap Water Drinking

I want to drink your water

A tap from the Caribbean

Forbidden fruit's in season

Cherry lips and fresh peaches

You know I am cheating

But I can't feel guilty in the Mojave

So I want to drink your water

I want your water

You're somebody's daughter

Faded Westchester palace

They almost named you Alice

Never gave you an atlas

'Cause who goes to Alaska

When it snows in New York City

And who runs for the mountains

When the Rock is a tall ass building

And every time you see it

You think that you're forgiven

So you felt no guilt

When we fucked on the dock in Brooklyn

Acting like children

You said you only live once

You also said you love your boyfriend

But that shit's not important

It never is

When you're twenty-two

And your parents pay your rent, ah

That’ll skew your world view

Like cosmic rays from microwaves

And tanning salons

I think you’re fake blonde

I think you’re cake

I think you’re sus like bombing a hill

On a

Wait

The night’s getting wobbly

It's seven in the morning

And I should leave you probably

But everything else is boring

I want to drink your water

A tap from the Caribbean

Forbidden fruit's in season

Cherry lips and fresh peaches

And you know I am cheating

But I can't feel guilty in the Mojave

So I want to drink your water

I want your water

Oh, I want to drink your water

A tap from the Caribbean

Forbidden fruit's in season, oh, nah, nah

Cherry lips and fresh peaches

And you know I am cheating

But I can't feel guilty in the Mojave

So I want to drink your water

I want your water