| Letras de Canciones de Red Hot Chili Peppers |
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| Artista: Red Hot Chili Peppers |
| Album: Blood Sugar Sex Magik |
| Canción: Apache rose peacock |
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Sittin´ on a sack of beans
Sittin´ down in New Orleans
You wouldn´t believe what I´ve seen
Sitting on that sack of beans
Lunatics on pogo sticks
Another southern fried freak on a crucifix
Hicks don´t mix with politics
People on the street just kickin´ to the licks
[M1]
Yes my favorite place to be
Is not a land called Honah Lee
Mentally or physically
I wanna be in New Orleans
Oh good brother just when I thought
That I had seen it all
My eyes popped out, my dick got hard
And I dropped my jaw
I saw a bird walkin down the block
Name Apache Rose Peacock
I could not speak I was in shock
I told my knees to please not knock
[M1]
A little boy came along
Name of Louis Armstrong
Said that girl who left me silly
She liked the looks of me and my willy
So I found her in the quarter
Good God how I adored her
Oh she made me feel so cozy
When she told me I could call her Rosey
[M2]
I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I´ll take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I liked better
Twinkle twinkle little star
Shining down on my blue car
Drivin´ down the boulevard
She was soft and I was hard
Apache Rose gotta rockin´ peacock
Hottest ass on the goddamn block
Rockin´ to the beat of the funky ass meters
She has one of those built in heaters
[M2]
Voodoo gurus casting their spells
Cockatoo drag queens shakin´ their bells
Silver sound escapes the trumpet
Watch your leg someone might hump it
Chicken strut your butt let´s rock
Gettin´ it on under your frock
Flowing like a flame all through the night
My girl´s insane but it´s all right
[M1] |
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