dos r sum cwazy songs

All I want for Xms is my im peach ment

How much is that election in the window?

City sidewalks, slippry sidewalks whaaaa

When I was just a widdle girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me
It's fucked up, my dear
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to fear
Que será, será
What will be, will be
When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart, what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows
Day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said
I'm for Trump, my dear
What will always be, will be
The future is great again
Que será, será
What will be, will be
Now I have children of my…