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ColaMy pussy tastes like Pepsi colaMy eyes are wide like cherry pies I gots a taste for men who are older It's always been so it's no surprise Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, baby Oh, oh yeah I fall asleep in an American flag I wear my diamonds on Skid Row I pledge allegiance to my dad For teaching me everything he knows Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side Drugs, suck it up, like vanilla icys Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys Decorate my neck, diamantes ices Why, come on, come on (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh yeah) Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side Come on, come on, come on, baby Come on, come on, come on, baby Oh, oh My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola Ooh, ah My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola Ooh, oh yeah |