Misc Originals – Carl Cropp - Hips (Guitar)

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Hanging on the coast, of Guan caste, Pura vida on the brain

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Walking down the beach, in the hot, hot sun, when a bird flew next to me

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You jumped in the air, profanity, coming out, like some sweet poetry

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You moved up next to me, I, saw those hips right next to me

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I love your hips. I want your hips, move those hips next to me.

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Amo Gus calderas, quiero tus calderas, Maeve esas calderas, a mi lado

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Living and working to the hospital we’re going 16 floors and we’re beat

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On the elevator on the crowded elevator, you asked what floor were we

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I told you number two and you hit that button through and down and down we went

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You stood real close to me in my pants. Could feel those hips next to me.

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I love your hips. I want your hips move those hips next to me

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Amo Gus calderas, quiero tus calderas, Maeve esas calderas, a mi lado

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Eat some chicken, fried chicken and some chocolate pudding. A smoke sounds good to me.

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I found coverage to the loading dock I’m going. I’ll be bumming smokes today.

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You gotta smoke? You got a light? You obliged me.

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You moved a bit closer your hips said hello Mr. I like your hips next to me

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I love your hips. I want your hips move those hips next to me.

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Amo Gus calderas, quiero tus calderas, Maeve esas calderas, a mi lado