wild out till I part with my breathin' Till I'm sparked out and leakin' part of the cement I need something pure, like from the Garden of Eden Wouldn
'ma wild out until I part with my breathin Until I'm sparked out and leakin Part of the cement I need something pure, like from the Garden of Eden (why
I'ma wild out until I part with my breathin Until I'm sparked out and leakin Part of the cement I need something pure, like from the Garden of Eden (why
turn up the heat And chill the rose Turn up the heat And chill the rose Stretch out on the beach And let your metatarsals play Even though the Eden Roc
