Verse 1. Lacy, oh Lacy, skin like puff pastry. Aren't you the sweetest thing on this side of Hell?. Dear angel Lacy, eyes white as daisies. Did I ever tell you that I’m not doin' well?. Chorus. Ooh
Bài hát Cavalier - James Vincent McMorrow. Speak until the dust. Settles in the same specific place. Light refused to go. Drink it from a cast and iron plate. Instead of cold milk. Was offered unripe