O! Earthly vixen by the seashore
Don't cast no magick on my soul
How do thy sinners sing no shanties
In front of the conquistadors
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
I slam my knuckles on the table
I slam my head and grind my teeth
And my sweet lover watches cable
And she dont know my dirty deeds
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white Adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
My sunshine, my third eye
You call me Mr. Blue Sky
Your feline is a flare gun
And evil in the meantime
My sunshine
My third eye
You call me
Mr. Blue Sky
I want it
I feel it
My dirty
White Adidas
Tequila Video (MV)
Performed By: The Grinns
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Joey Kolk, Jackson Jarrett, Frederico Hadyka, Francisco Jorquiera, Ramtin Khoee
The Grinns - Tequila Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
O! Earthly vixen by the seashore
Don't cast no magick on my soul
How do thy sinners sing no shanties
In front of the conquistadors
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
I slam my knuckles on the table
I slam my head and grind my teeth
And my sweet lover watches cable
And she dont know my dirty deeds
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white Adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
My sunshine, my third eye
You call me Mr. Blue Sky
Your feline is a flare gun
And evil in the meantime
My sunshine
My third eye
You call me
Mr. Blue Sky
I want it
I feel it
My dirty
White Adidas
Don't cast no magick on my soul
How do thy sinners sing no shanties
In front of the conquistadors
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
I slam my knuckles on the table
I slam my head and grind my teeth
And my sweet lover watches cable
And she dont know my dirty deeds
I want it, I feel it
My dirty white Adidas
She f*cks me by the fire
And dances with tequila
My sunshine, my third eye
You call me Mr. Blue Sky
Your feline is a flare gun
And evil in the meantime
My sunshine
My third eye
You call me
Mr. Blue Sky
I want it
I feel it
My dirty
White Adidas
Writer: Joey Kolk, Jackson Jarrett, Frederico Hadyka, Francisco Jorquiera, Ramtin Khoee
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid