Longhare - Chimi-chimi-chi Chimichanga

A flower has no quarrel with no bee
And the future no reflection of the things we wish to see

The game is set and the pieces they all drink tea
The dark one holds my hand and writes a handsome plea

I swear, never again, just this one more time
I laugh as she turns away, lip quivering with slime
I know I'll fall short, it's mission abort, it's mission abort
I'd sell my soul but I sold it last week
Just give me a beer and a bite to fill my cheek

Oh! Chimi-chimi-chi my chimi-changa
Sweet is your taste, it stiffs my tounge-ah
Oh! Chimi-chi your chimi-changa
It brightens my day, gives wind to my lung-ah

The ball is in your court, to check this resort
Fill your head with wonders, don't worry 'bout the blunders
You can't cheat your way out of this one
You can try it my friend but it's been done

Voilà! Voilà! My mouth waters just fine
Voilà! Voilà! My taste buds fed, line after line

Written by:
Teo Grlica

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