Cilantro
This girl was delicious
And older, you see
My body shivered
When she sat next to me
Billy, our Asian friend
Had an idea
"Let's meet together
I'll make my plan clear."
Full-lip girl and me
Waited after school
When Billy shared his plan
I felt like a fool
He wanted to watch us
This voyeur boy
But when this girl was on my tongue
She filled me with joy
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
There he stared at me
This cute little boy
He had brown skin
Like my hobby horse toy
I never kissed anyone
Like he kissed me
His tongue was like a tentacle
Severed free
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
Here was my chance
To see how it's done
Two willing victims
I could make come
After school to French kiss
In front of me
Boy, girl, or they
They never wanted me
When they finally did it
The golden boy drooled
The girl moaned and opened wide
It felt so cool
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
Life tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
Life tasted like cilantro
And everything tasted like cilantro
And older, you see
My body shivered
When she sat next to me
Billy, our Asian friend
Had an idea
"Let's meet together
I'll make my plan clear."
Full-lip girl and me
Waited after school
When Billy shared his plan
I felt like a fool
He wanted to watch us
This voyeur boy
But when this girl was on my tongue
She filled me with joy
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
There he stared at me
This cute little boy
He had brown skin
Like my hobby horse toy
I never kissed anyone
Like he kissed me
His tongue was like a tentacle
Severed free
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
Here was my chance
To see how it's done
Two willing victims
I could make come
After school to French kiss
In front of me
Boy, girl, or they
They never wanted me
When they finally did it
The golden boy drooled
The girl moaned and opened wide
It felt so cool
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
Life tasted like cilantro
She tasted like cilantro
He tasted like cilantro
They tasted like cilantro
Life tasted like cilantro
And everything tasted like cilantro
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Barrionuevo
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