. . Tobacco and sweat. From the stories they tell. . . And initials in dust. . . The man at the desk. Throws you looks of disgust. . . Soon I'll try hard to lose you. Drown you in my cappuccino
man at the desk. Throws you looks of disgust Soon I'll try hard to lose you. Drown you in my cappuccino Surrender Surrender Sodom and Gomorrah. Come tomorrow I won't know you from Adam or Eve Look me
. Ferragamo for freak-o, I seize this cappuccino. Baby, I'm beating nino, that your boyfriend, I bet you he know. Got your girl saying I want to do foo-foo. Got your girl at my front door in a tutu. Yeah, she