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I am under her heel like rock candy Crushed to glitter, laid out on the concrete And the happiest kind of sorry for myself The sweetest little hangover I bet I've ever felt God, she looks so pretty when she's mad Straw stabbing the cherry at the bottom of her glass Blinking back the sugar-water tears I see her nearly crying Come over here now, honey Come to me and let me dry thеm For tonight You can decide what you think of me in thе morning Blue raspberry If the word ends in O-S-E You know what that means, or you oughta know The outline of her figure starts to glow A fluorescence that it seems she has absorbed From the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in Blue raspberry Her eyes burn white as styrofoam, right into me She's sugarcane split open, she's a jaw about to sing But she's shaking little packets before she pours 'em in her drink She adds them in an order, it goes yellow, blue, then pink Suddenly I can't meet her eyes I just watch her stir her coffee Letras de canciones Blue raspberry, mmm Cure me in salt crystal like you're saving me for later I don't care if whatever you are is found in nature You hold the patent for that flavor Blue raspberry If the word ends in O-S-E You know what that means, or you oughta know The outline of her figure starts to glow A fluorescence that it seems she had absorbed From the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in Blue raspberry From Letras Mania