Carolina - Adam Green

Carolina, she’s from Texas

Red bricks drop from her vagina

Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships

But her breasts taste just like breakfast

There’s her hand now on the cock sock

Filled with white tears from the thrift store

She’s an eyesore in her red dress

I’m the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives

Leave him, Carolina

Everything’s just fine

Refill my prescription

Until next time

I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

California presidente

Cogi mucho estoy cansado

Dostoevsky, Fab Moretti

Antiseptic, complimentary

There’s her hand now on the cock sock

Filled with white tears from the thrift store

She’s an eyesore in her red dress

I’m the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives

Leave him, Carolina

Everything’s just fine

Refill my prescription

Until next time

I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

Goodnight Sweetheart

Flying high on birth control

She knows the pregnancy will show

That she smells nice when you look twice

Who’s your boyfriend, Carolina?

And it’s goodnight sweetheart

Flying high on birth control

She knows the rejections in her bones

Carolina, she’s from Texas

Red bricks drop from her vagina

Carolina

Carolina

Carolina