Paroles de Justine Alright

Ariba let me tell you 'bout my little Latin lover I gotta crazy kind of style going underneath the covers Drinking a whole lot of warm coca cola Way out west in South Dakota You're gonna thank your lucky stars tonight Justine alright, Justine alright Justine baby get it c'mon little honey alright Never been fixed since I got broken Down In New Jersey talking about hoboing Picking up quarters in a subway talking Said she's so fine hell you know I'm not joking Baby you gonna thank your lucky, lucky stars tonight Justine alright, Justine alright Justine baby get it c'mon honey, honey alright She got a strawberry lip She's the apple of my eye Gonna hold her in my pocket and you know I ain't lying Never ever gonna let her go Justine you my baby and I'm gonna tell you something Said you gonna drive me wild with your kissing and your loving Make me getting dizzy make me cold sweat Make me lose control and make my pants all wet You gonna thank your lucky stars tonight Justine alright, Justine alright Justine baby get it c'mon get it get it oh Justine alright, Justine alright Justine baby get it c'mon little honey alright That's right I said I'm talking about my baby Justine