Cola (In the Style of Lana Del Rey) (Instrumental Only) (Explicit)

Cola (In the Style of Lana Del Rey) (Instrumental Only) - Singer's Edge Karaoke (卡拉OK)

My p**sy tastes like Pepsi Cola

My eyes are wide like cherry pies

I got sweet taste for men who're older

It's always been so it's no surprise

Harveys in the sky with diamonds

And it's making me crazy

All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby

Come on baby, let's ride

We can escape to the great sunshine

I know your wife and she wouldn't mind

We made it out to the other side

We made it out to the other side

We made it out to the other side

Come on come on come on come on come on baby

Woah ah yeah

I fall asleep with an American flag

I wear my diamonds on Skid Row

I pledge allegiance to my dad

For teaching me everything he knows

Harveys in the sky with diamonds

And it's making me crazy

All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby, yeah

Come on baby, let's ride

We can escape to the great sunshine

I know your wife and she wouldn't mind

We made it out to the other side

We made it out to the other side

We made it out to the other side

Drug, suck it up, like Vanilla Ice is

Don't treat me rough, treat me really nice-is

Decorate my neck, me, I'm on decisis

Why, come on come on come on

Oooh...

Yeow!

Come on baby, let's ride

We can escape to the great sunshine

I know your wife and she wouldn't mind

We made it out to the other side

Come on baby, let's ride

We can escape to the great sunshine

We made it out to the other side

We made it out to the other side

Come on come on come on baby

Come on come on come on baby

Woah ah

My p**sy tastes like Pepsi Cola

Oooh... ah

My p**sy tastes like Pepsi Cola

Oooh....

My p**sy tastes like Pepsi Cola

Oooh... woah...yeah