New Jersey Girl - текст песни
New Jersey Girl
Well I met her at the Trocadero, In Philly
Backstage at the Bloohound show
She said she was from Cherry Hill, Cherry Hill
Through Lips like cherries in the snow
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Come on and Rock my world
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
I wanna Love you
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
With your crazy fucked up hair
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Your wicked awesome
No she didn't talk to Charlie (our old bass player)
And she didn't go off with Steve
Not the cougar, not the cougar
Yeah she took me up to the balcony
Past Kenneth Keith Kallenback
And gave a Yuengling to me
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Come on and Rock my world
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
I wanna Love you
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
With your crazy fucked up hair
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Your wicked awesome
Her brother calls me blowjob
When I call her on the phone
He says, "Hey fuckwad, are you wacking it, are you wacking it?"
"No, but is your sister home?"
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Come on and Rock my world
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
I wanna Love you
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
With your crazy fucked up hair
New Jersey Girl, New Jersey Girl
Your wicked awesome
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New Jersey Girl
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New Jersey Girl
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