Like a strawberry ice cream you're tasty
How to bite a ripe peach
The juice slides down your face
I want to kiss your lips
I want to kiss your lips
Cause you're tasty
How to suck sticky fingers of burger's cheese
Or better of barbecue sauce
The guest look at you with desire
This round it's on the house
This round it's on the house
Everything was very tasty
How to dance together on a beach
Your skin and my skin united
Our eyelashes touching himselves
Like butterflies wings
Like butterflies wings
Our dance it's very tasty
We're alone in your house
You have taken off my shirt
I've slipped your dress
Up to here I can say
Up to here I can say
The night promises to be tasty
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BEAHMAX - Tasty Blues Lyrics
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Like a strawberry ice cream you're tasty
How to bite a ripe peach
The juice slides down your face
I want to kiss your lips
I want to kiss your lips
Cause you're tasty
How to suck sticky fingers of burger's cheese
Or better of barbecue sauce
The guest look at you with desire
This round it's on the house
This round it's on the house
Everything was very tasty
How to dance together on a beach
Your skin and my skin united
Our eyelashes touching himselves
Like butterflies wings
Like butterflies wings
Our dance it's very tasty
We're alone in your house
You have taken off my shirt
I've slipped your dress
Up to here I can say
Up to here I can say
The night promises to be tasty
How to bite a ripe peach
The juice slides down your face
I want to kiss your lips
I want to kiss your lips
Cause you're tasty
How to suck sticky fingers of burger's cheese
Or better of barbecue sauce
The guest look at you with desire
This round it's on the house
This round it's on the house
Everything was very tasty
How to dance together on a beach
Your skin and my skin united
Our eyelashes touching himselves
Like butterflies wings
Like butterflies wings
Our dance it's very tasty
We're alone in your house
You have taken off my shirt
I've slipped your dress
Up to here I can say
Up to here I can say
The night promises to be tasty
Writer: Máximo Bolea
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid