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Dropping cocktail names because they sound so sweet

Auntie's house last night too easy, score some at the meet

Wide-eyed and bright-eyed, the Heathers hands together like a prayer

Too bad for God, they have something else in mind

With Colgate smiles, down-low whispers, "You did?"

Moschino cherries, I never liked them

Poke them with your tongue, spill out red like blood

But tonight they looking pink, now white when I'm with the creme de la creme

We laughing, they bring new bottles of black

And down it goes, fire burning my tongue

Watch their smiles, mood fly up the track

Next day, the black come back with heaves too familiar

Toss that Voss down the sink

Look down, my Armani cracked like a glass now pink

And tonight now the white wash up on me again

With the Heathers who stay together and say,

"''cord this fucker, he about to ride on high that see the low

and now he smile, them Colgate teeth sinking deep"

Snow rush, cover my eyes, now it's cold

Colgate smile for me, they're sold

Foggy sight of my momma, she lookin' down with disbelief

She said, "Colgate teeth keep you happy, you got what you wanted

So lie there naked as you are and watch the golden wreath"

Watch that cracked mirror from above now stare back down

It rusts, turned that muddy metal that disgust me

Armani won, he took the squad car and left me 'neath his marquee