Ayesha Erotica Best Friend

Текст песни "Ayesha Erotica — Best Friend"

[Verse 1]:
Arms locked in our matching Juicy tracksuits
Used your lipgloss, I don't even gotta ask you
Still young, we got years to keep on being a mess
(Uhh!) You're the best, uhh

[Pre-Chorus]:
Stripping at the bus station, talking 'bout our aspirations
How the hell are we getting home now?
You got cocaine and candy bracelets
Used to be so innocent but now we're hot like cinnamon
We're born to sin, yeah, you and me
Yeah we're what others dream to be

[Chorus]:
My best friend