Betty Blowtorch - I Wanna Be Your s**er lyrics

Latin lover, s**er susprise Look into my hungry eyes I'll be your candy, your special treat My love for you is bittersweet First you want me and then you don't Then you call me on the telephone Mixed messages everyday Why can't I keep away I'm your s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er I'm your s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er I don't mind that you're fooling around With every s*ut in town You call me up at a quarter to two f**ed up with no one to do You say you want me, but you know you're lying That's okay cause you won't hear me crying Winter, Spring, Summer, or Fall I am your booty call I'm you s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er I'm your s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er You know you want me, motherf**er! My friends tell me I'm a fool And to stay away from you I tried, I did my best I guess I'm like the rest I'm your s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er I'm your s**er, s**er I wanna be your s**er I wanna be your, I wanna be your I wanna be your s**er I wanna be your, I wanna be your I wanna be your s**er Lick me