Emerald Cat

I’m going to L.A. and I’m going to smoke and wear black
What a rainy day
I would be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
Flower’s dancing in the rain

Dream brother, dream brother, dream brother is on my mind
Jeff Buckley, hell yeah
Oh how sad
It’s too cold to wear only my panties and long t-shirt

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to ‘50s

That soft and jazzy sound on my mind
You know, when I get tired of life I listen to Elvis
I need my man, I need somebody
I don’t want to listen to oldies all alone anymore

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s

My red, velvet party dress
Feeling sexy, killing you
Feeling '50s queen in my heart
Living like a homeless, but c'mon

My red, velvet party dress
Feeling sexy, killing you
Feeling '50s queen in my heart
Living like a homeless, but c'mon

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s

Only Emerald Cat can save me
I don’t feel inspired anymore
Gimme that tiara, princess everywhere
Honey, welcome to '50s
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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