Chloé

You don't get much view. from these streets, on this avenue, say you arranged the loans, introduced me to dancing queens, put jelly on my bones, tell me something new, about these scenes, like the money you blew, far away from home, drinking Bacardi Breezrs, you couldn't make toast, haven't got a clue, locked in those great dreams, you thought everyone knew, wonder where you'll go, who you'll get to believe, moving easy the flow, my dress is golden blue, i can't see the trees, am shrunken by your dues, guess i'll always be.