showers. Or the original sin Her mind was deep and sharp like poison. And like poison I drank it up. Her lips were red hot like fire. Like fire in a pewter cup You can blame the stars. You can blame
We're gonna get you wet. We're gonna make you sweat. A night you won't forget. Are you ready for Champagne showers. Champagne showers. Pop it in the club. We light it up e'rry hour. I said
