Song | Diary of a San Fernando Sexx Star |
Artist | Butch Walker |
Album | Left of Self-Centered |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Walker | |
Little Jewish princess, never recognized | |
Replaced the Star of David for the ones in your eyes | |
So you popped a vicodine and ran away from everyone | |
And everything you thought you knew | |
Hangin' by the pool with the leisure dudes | |
Who never have a job, but they got the attitudes | |
The clothes, and the shoes, and a disease or two, | |
And every head turns on cue | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
strung up so high. Everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she shows on video | |
She's a San Fernando sex star and she's fine | |
Telephone screaming on the bathroom floor | |
Momma tryin' to call ya since July 4 | |
Erase the message along with the life | |
Of everything ya knew before. | |
Life is pretty good with your wood grain walls | |
Lime green carpet, and your meth lab stall | |
Mattress full of money and five locks on the door | |
As she falls to the floor | |
From tryin' to fly, like a ballerina babe | |
Strung up so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She's a San Fernando sex star and she's fine | |
East coast transplant now in California | |
Can ya feel the side effects of finally leaving Georgia? | |
Nothing you can do about it, Daddy tried to warn ya | |
Allowance cut off, blue jean cutoffs | |
Feelin' like a cut out paper whore | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
Strung out so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She's San Fernando sex star | |
Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star |
zuo qu : Walker | |
Little Jewish princess, never recognized | |
Replaced the Star of David for the ones in your eyes | |
So you popped a vicodine and ran away from everyone | |
And everything you thought you knew | |
Hangin' by the pool with the leisure dudes | |
Who never have a job, but they got the attitudes | |
The clothes, and the shoes, and a disease or two, | |
And every head turns on cue | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
strung up so high. Everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she shows on video | |
She' s a San Fernando sex star and she' s fine | |
Telephone screaming on the bathroom floor | |
Momma tryin' to call ya since July 4 | |
Erase the message along with the life | |
Of everything ya knew before. | |
Life is pretty good with your wood grain walls | |
Lime green carpet, and your meth lab stall | |
Mattress full of money and five locks on the door | |
As she falls to the floor | |
From tryin' to fly, like a ballerina babe | |
Strung up so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She' s a San Fernando sex star and she' s fine | |
East coast transplant now in California | |
Can ya feel the side effects of finally leaving Georgia? | |
Nothing you can do about it, Daddy tried to warn ya | |
Allowance cut off, blue jean cutoffs | |
Feelin' like a cut out paper whore | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
Strung out so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She' s San Fernando sex star | |
Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star |
zuò qǔ : Walker | |
Little Jewish princess, never recognized | |
Replaced the Star of David for the ones in your eyes | |
So you popped a vicodine and ran away from everyone | |
And everything you thought you knew | |
Hangin' by the pool with the leisure dudes | |
Who never have a job, but they got the attitudes | |
The clothes, and the shoes, and a disease or two, | |
And every head turns on cue | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
strung up so high. Everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she shows on video | |
She' s a San Fernando sex star and she' s fine | |
Telephone screaming on the bathroom floor | |
Momma tryin' to call ya since July 4 | |
Erase the message along with the life | |
Of everything ya knew before. | |
Life is pretty good with your wood grain walls | |
Lime green carpet, and your meth lab stall | |
Mattress full of money and five locks on the door | |
As she falls to the floor | |
From tryin' to fly, like a ballerina babe | |
Strung up so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She' s a San Fernando sex star and she' s fine | |
East coast transplant now in California | |
Can ya feel the side effects of finally leaving Georgia? | |
Nothing you can do about it, Daddy tried to warn ya | |
Allowance cut off, blue jean cutoffs | |
Feelin' like a cut out paper whore | |
When she flies like a ballerina babe | |
Strung out so high, everybody have you seen her? | |
The side no one knows, she screams on video | |
She' s San Fernando sex star | |
Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star | |
Now, Where are you? | |
San Fernando sex star |