Florenzo Suneyes

Grumpy day
But your eyes are like sunnies
Shining as you see your honey

You're walking through the woods
With a cig touching your tooth
Legs longer than the snakes inside your boots

You see her at the end of the path
Stretch your arms, reach to touch
Give the flowers to your honey
But she shoots you in your tummy

Oh Mr. Florenzo
Oh Mr. Suneyes
Her empty eyes were worse
Than the pain in your tum

Oh Mr. Florenzo
Oh Mr. Suneyes
Her empty eyes were worse
Than the pain in your tum



Credits
Writer(s): Meda šufinskaitė
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