Floral Flower


American Atlantic Blue Yacht


Palm trees, laying in the ocean
Honey, save me, save the mermaids
Pin-up girls are laughing from heaven
Golden water horses are spinning 'round us
Oh no devil is on our side
He stole that American Atlantic Blue Yacht
Oh he knows how to be my man

You are my street racer
Midnight blue answer
Gimme Disney dollars
Cristals and bourbon yo

Creatures from the black lagoon
Burning roses in my room
Oh my God i saw a boom

You know, I have got a crush on you
Swimming in an American Atlantic Blue Yacht with you
We are totally fine
I don't believe in turquoise stars anymore

You are my street racer
Midnight blue answer
Gimme Disney dollars
Cristals and bourbon yo

Creatures from the black lagoon
Burning roses in my room
Oh my God i saw a boom

The woman you love is dead
Oh she's so fake
But she's obsessed with your races
Drive her one more time, you know she loves it

You are my street racer
Midnight blue answer
Gimme Disney dollars
Cristals and bourbon yo

Creatures from the black lagoon
Burning roses in my room
Oh my God i saw a boom

Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013
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2013-08-01

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