Gabriella Zauna - CASHMERE COLOGNE lyrics
[Gabriella Zauna - CASHMERE COLOGNE lyrics]
White vinaigrette hell, while you're at it
You might as well give me a damn
Cigarette douse me in scotch
That the catholic pope blessed
You you (downed)
Downed raspberry vodka
You stole from your mama you
You you may be right
But I'll spice it up with spite
No I won't come
To your stupid tea party for 1
No I won't show up
With some bottled up cashmere cologne
Birthday candles in red
Blow them out inhale them in damn she
Treated you with mad respect but did you
No you didn't! What a hypocrite
You sorry didn't mean to
You hurt you but you might've
Worn a pink party dress to your own funeral
You sorry didn't mean to
You hurt you but I might
Tear up a eulogy for your own death
No I won't come
To your stupid tea party for 1
No I won't show up
With some bottled up cashmere cologne
No I won't come
To your 17th birthday or some
No I won't show up
With a gift in my hand for a nun
You might as well give me a damn
Cigarette douse me in scotch
That the catholic pope blessed
You you (downed)
Downed raspberry vodka
You stole from your mama you
You you may be right
But I'll spice it up with spite
No I won't come
To your stupid tea party for 1
No I won't show up
With some bottled up cashmere cologne
Birthday candles in red
Blow them out inhale them in damn she
Treated you with mad respect but did you
No you didn't! What a hypocrite
You sorry didn't mean to
You hurt you but you might've
Worn a pink party dress to your own funeral
You sorry didn't mean to
You hurt you but I might
Tear up a eulogy for your own death
No I won't come
To your stupid tea party for 1
No I won't show up
With some bottled up cashmere cologne
No I won't come
To your 17th birthday or some
No I won't show up
With a gift in my hand for a nun