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"And now it's time for a breakdown" Close your eyes and picture girls Body like a [?] Spit another mixture Missed calls from her mister Hold up Or should I say hung up on an X-Man 'Nightcrawler cause he never loved us, so' We laying under covers [?], this is Law and Order If she killing with no jeans that makes me the prosecutor Just tell me Tell me who I [?] Loaded with Sandy Hooks aiming [?] School, I'm the teacher [?] I'm the answer to her every lеsson While you preach about the pu**y I'm thе one to do the blessing All she eats is lettuce, so she gets to undressing "She tastes like wine She tastes like midnight She tastes like wine" Yeah, she tastes like Newports and cherry bombs Plus, she's sweaty because she's been dancing to every song When it comes on she yells 'that's my jam' (that's my jam) Dances with her friends, she doesn't need a man Never been about games, like a puzzle Doesn't care when I flirt because she's on the same hustle And I got nothing but respect for that She got devil horns, with an angel tatt Looking like America's top models Doesn't like to take shots, rather drink from the bottle (me too) So I holler, even just to say hi (Hey) And I swear, I swear ("She tastes like midnight") And it's looking like two, that's bar closing, she still wants something to do So I take her to my room, don't know how to say it right But, that's the first night I found out what she tastes like "She tastes like midnight She tastes like wine She tastes like midnight She tastes like wine" She tastes like steak bites with great white, ain't that a shock Grab my [?], drop the code for the padlock I cannot stop it, my Dad is knocking on the door 'Now get to bed, your meds will be ready right in the morn Now go to sleep', I slowly creep to the window As the wind's rushing, I'm still clutching my pillow Scared sh*tless, there sits this nice little-height–middle–white–giggle-at-me–but-you'll-get-a-piece girl Don't fiddle with me, I jump out, in a pitiful T— Shirt, but it works (yeah) We're civil as kings, I get a little tickle And I'm f**king literally... speechless Each kiss as my feet dig deeper Lower in the grave, I'm going to be a sleeper Hoe is in her name, sorta plays right I can't think of the thing she sorta taste like ("She tastes like midnight") She tastes like wine ("She tastes like wine")
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