Food in the Lyrics #2

Lyrics

Food

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy / There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's _________

I-I-I-I-I-I keep on hoping we'll eat ____ by the ocean

I met her in a club down in old Soho / Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry ____

Polly wants a _______ / I think I should get off her first

______ lips, crystal skies / I could show you incredible things

You can't go to bed without a cup of ___ / And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep

Itchi gitchi ya ya da da / Itchi gitchi ya ya here / Mocha-choca-lata ya ya / Creole lady _________

And that's when she lick me like a ________ (I like that) / She lick me like a ________ (I like that)

Took it to my stash spot, 560 State St. / Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons' whipping ______

Daisy Dukes / Bikinis on top / Sun-kissed skin / So hot / We'll melt your ________

Pour some _____ on me / Ooh in the name of love

There's a stain on my notebook where your ______ cup was / And there's ash in the pages / Now I've got myself lost

I love your sushi roll, hotter than ______ / I race for your love, shake and bake, Ricky Bobby

So she buys an instant cake and she burns her frozen _____ / And goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper

You're my girl, what the doctor ordered / So sweet, you make my mouth water / I want _____ / I want _____