John Petrucci

Margarita

John Petrucci


Let me taste you my Margarita
Just one kiss of your salted lips
Oh let me taste you Margarita
And I will always be there to greet
If only just for one sip

In a tiny bar in Lumbago
There is a girl that I know all too well
She fills my head believe me
And in the morning she leaves me
She leaves me feeling like hell

Let me taste you my Margarita
Oh Just one kiss of your salted lips
Oh let me taste you Margarite
And I will always be there to greet
If only just for one sip