50 Foot Wave - Clara Bow lyrics

I didn't use you but I wish I had I never liked you but I wish I did But I wish I did Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea Or your Southern hospitality Your voice has a sing song quality And bones were made to be broken And bones were made to be broken Yes, alright, I can With sunburned lips I can b**h Yes, alright, I can With sunburned lips I can b**h About another stupid summer About another stupid summer About another stupid summer About another stupid summer Paste eaters like this sad season Strong women gripe And bite your heavy tongues And bite your heavy tongues Whether it was soaking in your poppy tea And on Southern hospitality Your voice has a sing song quality And bones were made to be broken And bones were made to be broken Yes, alright, I can With sunburned lips I can b**h Yes, alright, I can With sunburned lips I can b**h About another stupid summer About another stupid summer About another stupid summer About another stupid summer