Frying Pan
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Lyrics
She's a cookie crumble She's a candied smile On a beautiful red red riding swing I believe I believe I believe She's your favorite dolly now With plastic teeth and rubber thighs To touch a pretty girl And make her eye lashes curl I believe I believe You can be my friend again Just throw her in my frying pan
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 01:44
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 140 BPM