El Gotho Chicas

These worn out Vans cover my feet
I don't know why you wanna be with me
As your eyes look me up and down
Got my head spinning round and round

But your hair and your skin
They make me want to sin
Do I love you
Or do I love the thought of you

So you tell me you like The Smiths
As I lean in for a kiss
My heart is pounding outside my chest
I'll meet you halfway you do the rest

But your hair and your skin
They make me want to sin
Do I love you
Or do I love the thought of you

But your hair and your skin
They make me want to sin
Do I love you
Or do I love the thought of you



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Mckeever
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