ICY

Put the icy on the glasses;
Got my new shoes on for the masses
I got bed hair but I don't care;
I walk it down

See the red lipstick on my jacket;
It's the one with all the pockets
Don't seem fair, so debonair
I walk it down

But I don't know why
Every since July
I keep flying too high
Walking down the summer road

But I don't know why
You're being shy
Won't you stay the night?
And take me down the summer road

But I don't know why
Ever since July
I keep flying too high;
Walking down the summer road!



Credits
Writer(s): Varun Vasisht
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