Solange

This Bird

Solange


Once in a time
Where the girls feel like girls
And the world is painted cotton candy (cotton candy)
Where the sweet lemonade of McGregor street (sweet lemonade)
Was the best damn thing of the summer breeze
Your dad drives a foreign car (a foreign car)
And your mama looks like a beauty queen

Now the sour bitter taste (sour bitter taste)
Of a colorless waste
Seems to light up my nights somehow
And the music I play must be
Loud, loud, loud, loud
Loud as can be
So I don't have to hear myself think (no, no)
So I don't to wake up from this dream (no, no)

I don't wanna sing no single mama blues
I'm not singing look at me I've been abused
Oh I'm another silly lost girl staring at you (staring at you)
So maybe I'll put on my high heel shoes (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba)
And soar the night away (ba, ba,)
But whatever I do