1959
You smell like asparagus
But we´ll leave that behind us
Like a dead president
Or the place where I went
Last summer
I don´t remember it´s name
And they all look the same
When the sun doesn´t shine
But the drinks where fine
Last summer
But we´ll leave that behind us
Like a dead president
Or the place where I went
Last summer
I don´t remember it´s name
And they all look the same
When the sun doesn´t shine
But the drinks where fine
Last summer