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Patrick Daniel - Strawberry Sundae Lyrics



Patrick Daniel - Strawberry Sundae Lyrics




Strawberry Sundae
Yea that's what her lips taste like
I wanna eat her up like a great white
Cards are showing hearts if they're played right
If they're played right
If they're
Cards are showing hearts
Staring up at the blue sky
Then stars when the day's night
She's the type that makes me hold on forever
Keeps me warm
I am the bird to her feather
One in the same so we flock together
Got my head spinning in the clouds
Fast as propellers
She's my personal stash I'm the dope dealer
Yea she know that I'm a go getta'
Always chilling at the crib no need to go get her
Got me tripping like a kid at Coachella
I hold on tight in coat weather
Cuz I gave her mine
Which I don't mind
Her body keeps me warm
Call her sunshine
And she calls me Ooo Baby when we unwind

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
Got me feeling she may be the one

We lay a mat down out on the grass sit
Open up the basket
Strawberries, wine and a sandwich
Staring at the ocean from a beautiful vantage
So high up that the beach is a sandpit
Wondering how did I manage
She could be on a runway
My plane just landed
These are the memories that will not vanish
Couldn't get more real if this was candid
Only God could have planned this
She's Mother Earth and my seeds been planted
Wearing my passion like its in fashion
Fasten up for a long ride
But it's all good
(Why?)
Cuz she's all mine

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
This kind of feeling just can't be undone

Im always here to listen
And your corners my position
When I need to take sides
And Im always in the kitchen
When you need a piece of pie
Need a man to treat you right
Deepest hours of the night
Dinner's candle lit
End with a romantic kiss
On the forehead
Before bed
Thats foreplay
Third times a charm
Takes two to tango
She's the one
Nothing scripted Fandango
Sweet as peppermint Frangos
Juicy heaven sent mangos
On her bed is a halo
(Uh-huh that's a halo)
I can see the dreams in her eyes
I can see the mother in her thighs
I can see she's the one
She's the perfect drop of sunshine

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
Just can't be undone
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
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Strawberry Sundae
Yea that's what her lips taste like
I wanna eat her up like a great white
Cards are showing hearts if they're played right
If they're played right
If they're
Cards are showing hearts
Staring up at the blue sky
Then stars when the day's night
She's the type that makes me hold on forever
Keeps me warm
I am the bird to her feather
One in the same so we flock together
Got my head spinning in the clouds
Fast as propellers
She's my personal stash I'm the dope dealer
Yea she know that I'm a go getta'
Always chilling at the crib no need to go get her
Got me tripping like a kid at Coachella
I hold on tight in coat weather
Cuz I gave her mine
Which I don't mind
Her body keeps me warm
Call her sunshine
And she calls me Ooo Baby when we unwind

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
Got me feeling she may be the one

We lay a mat down out on the grass sit
Open up the basket
Strawberries, wine and a sandwich
Staring at the ocean from a beautiful vantage
So high up that the beach is a sandpit
Wondering how did I manage
She could be on a runway
My plane just landed
These are the memories that will not vanish
Couldn't get more real if this was candid
Only God could have planned this
She's Mother Earth and my seeds been planted
Wearing my passion like its in fashion
Fasten up for a long ride
But it's all good
(Why?)
Cuz she's all mine

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
This kind of feeling just can't be undone

Im always here to listen
And your corners my position
When I need to take sides
And Im always in the kitchen
When you need a piece of pie
Need a man to treat you right
Deepest hours of the night
Dinner's candle lit
End with a romantic kiss
On the forehead
Before bed
Thats foreplay
Third times a charm
Takes two to tango
She's the one
Nothing scripted Fandango
Sweet as peppermint Frangos
Juicy heaven sent mangos
On her bed is a halo
(Uh-huh that's a halo)
I can see the dreams in her eyes
I can see the mother in her thighs
I can see she's the one
She's the perfect drop of sunshine

Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the Perfect One
Got me feeling she may be the one
Got that feeling she may be the one
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
Yea I think that she's the perfect one
Just can't be undone
Keeps me grounded like a Persian Rug
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Writer: Patrick Aravena
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