jam baxter - mama cuishe lyrics
yes, this is my seventh
wipe that look off your face señor, you’re dealing with a professional
he fills my cup with the air of a fireman solemnly cutting a man free from the wreckage of his vehicle
don’t judge me
(yeah)
a small lizard peeks over my earlobe
his tongue is blistered
his shoes are dirty
i flinch as it drools on my shoulder
perturbing the adjacent table
their baby slams it’s face in to a cold quesadilla
i take a slow passionate sip
apologies chicos, i house these reptiles
it’s merely a favour to a friend
don’t judge me
this man is a melted action figure
liquor droplets whizz around him
sliding in to the mezcaleria like hollywood starlet in to a box office filled to the brim with sticky gold coins
he’s been drinking again
don’t judge me
don’t judge me
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