South American Style

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You remind me of a girl named Rachel
But in your lips I can recognize
The taste of and old friend
That I thought dead

Green eyes and long mane
A voice between your legs
Asking me very loudly
If I feel the same

Outlaw girl dont be cruel to me
The room is hot and I just wanna breathe

Flowers in my bed
South American style
Guilty by a friend of mine
Slepping in the car
There is a man that I've never met

Flowers in my bed
South American style
Guilty by a friend of mine
Florence is a flower that I will never have

You remind me of a girl named Rachel
But in your lips I can recognize
The taste of and old friend
That I thought dead

Green eyes and long mane
A voice between your legs
Asking me very loudly
If I feel the same

Outlaw girl dont be cruel to me
The room is hot and I just wanna breathe

Flowers in my bed
South American style
Guilty by a friend of mine
Slepping in the car
There is a man that I've never met

Flowers in my bed
South American style
Guilty by a friend of mine
Florence is a flower that I will never met

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Credits
Writer(s): Julia Mante Bosch, Alfonso Ferrer Serrano, Pablo Andres Martin Grande, Miguel Angel Polonio Jimenez, Fernando Jorge Garnacho Da Cruz Lima
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