Songtexte ICE-LEMON - Chriskris

Call her my
Ice-lemon
Cant be forgotten
Head turning
Sunday morning
When the sun is scorching
Your what I'm wanting
Baby
(Your what I'm wanting, Your what I'm wanting)

My, My
Beloved
Oughta be my favorite
Its the truth
When I say
There's no way
We could
Get in
Into conflict
(Ooh)

Just wanna polka dance
Need that Pokka stamp
No other seasons or brands compare
To the comfort of having you
Wrapped around my hands
Your just that good
And I ain't biased
I'm just playing fair
Objective when i quench my thirst
And when you leave cares spared

Cos your cool as a winter breeze
Goddamn you make me complete
And lately
I've been
Craving something sweet
Oh wont you
Wont you just
Wont you just come through

(I call her my)

Ice-lemon
Cant be forgotten
Head turning,
Sunday morning
When the sun is scorching
Your what I'm wanting
Baby
(Your what I'm wanting, Your what I'm wanting)

My, My
Beloved
Oughta be my favorite
Its the truth
When I say
There's no way
We could
Get in
Into conflict
(Ooh)