Paroles de Palmyra

Oh, my Palmyra Sweeter than sugarcane She took a Kentucky shower In the pouring Tennessee rain Long live Cherokee bloodline Keeps her skin olive and tan Oh, my Palmyra Oh, my God Tastes just like medicine She's got a room with a balcony At the Holiday Inn She'll have you on up for the weekend Fix you a Robert Roy Oh, my Palmyra Palmyra Oh, my Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Oh, my Palmyra Spelled out and perfectly tattooed Was my name on teh back of her hand Oh, my Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra Palmyra