Текст песни Where's My Girl? - Coyle Girelli

Lust has no mercy Like flies to a fruit
You keep me thirsty For your flesh your juice
There's not a fire As violet blue Oh how you burn
The perfect bruise Where's my girl Where's my girl
I'm calling to you baby Where's my girl
Where's my girl Where's my girl
I'm calling for you baby Where's my girl

You bite like a bee sting I kiss your tattoo
Numb me with lipstick Pills and booze
All those pretty girls Are ghosts of you Haunting me in my silent room
Where's my girl Where's my girl
I'm calling to you baby Where's my girl
Where's my girl Where's my girl
I'm calling for you baby Where's my girl