Trailer Choir - Homemade Mexico lyrics

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Flip Flops Floppin'

She slips of the top n'

That Bikini's rockin

on her freckled skin

She got her ray bands on

Hummin that Sheryl Crow song

And her blond hairs flirting with the wind

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She lays down her purple beach towel

Takes a sip of cool clear water from the garden hose(There She Goes)

Shes a rock Star in her own backyard

yeah anytime she walks, she can go to her homemade mexico

Margaritas chillin got fajitas grillin

Pretty pink toes dippin in a plastic pool (yea she do)

She splits her lies

Pretend that Georgia sky's

Is Cabo, Cassamil, or Somali or Cancun

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Sometimes paridise, its just a state of mind

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Yeah her homeade mexico(x2)