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.