Cuban - Drop Nineteens

That urge

I killed everything that stirs

Or purrs

Somebody down south

In the water

I lost my nerve

I hear down the south the one is combined

The water and the bride

We’re just as alone as at home we’d be

So i’m going to a store

I’m going to buy a few things

But will they feed you enough?

I’m fine on a plane if they kick all the sluts off

There’s a boat for you

A vacation is something you take with you

Load it in the breeze, a cuban breeze

Load it in the breeze, a cuban breeze

Papa ass kissers on the freeway beast

Suck my virgin tambourine and pineapple piece

Did you build the wall?

like it’s some big thing

A flying climbs to lick the free (???)

Load it in the breeze, a cuban breeze

Load it in the breeze, a cuban breeze

Load it in the breeze