Author: m***5
Date:
Review: Froot, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Juice, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I've seen seasons come and go From winter Sun to summer snow This ain't my first time at the rodeo Nature ain't a fruit machine She's gotta keep her credits clean Good things come to those who wait But I ain't in a patient phase It's summer time and I hang on the vine They're gonna make me into sweet red wine Hanging around like a fruit on a tree Waiting to be picked, come on cut me free Come on fill your cup up Looking for some good luck Good luck, good luck to you Hanging like a fruit Ready to be juiced Juiced, juiced Living la dolce vita Life couldn't get much sweeter Don't you give me a reason That it's not the right season
Color: Silver
Size: one-size
