Old as the hills, new everyday It's in the bones like it's DNA First taste is sweet 'til it rots in your mouth Another old friend who rats you out All
I'm a marinade Of what's hot this summer I'm an early comer Bought a Gulf War Hummer Every fad, I feel its force Every trend, I do endorse Got my genomes
chill turns into despair Will You lift me up with tender care? Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hand? Will You hold me close so I can thrive