Testo di El Rego

She, she (has) no self control. I see her life without parole, But she's happier than i will ever be... Here we go... She prides herself without a conscience, or any regret, Often her logic is completely lost on me. Do you mind if i call you "tootsie wootsie baby" it's from a 1928 broadway Classical hit called "baby won't you spoon with me"...? Well, how bout it now?...