Rich Girl (ketchup Love) by Ithaka
I spent the day up in Ericeira
To try to remove my city hysteria
My car broke down in Estoril
I needed gasoline but didn't have any bills
So I...I took a walk along the road
But no princess here to kiss the toad
I walked up to a great big house
I snuck in the back door quiet as a mouse
And started looking through the drawers for some money
But all I found was the foot of a bunny.
It didn't bring me no good luck
I couldn't find a single solitary buck
Then a car pulled up in the driveway
But there was no place for me to hideaway
A beautiful brown girl came through the front door
Just the sight of her made my sweat start to pour
What are you doing here ? She asked a matter-of-fact
I said, I needed a couple of bucks for the drive back
She said, I could call the police but...No
I would rather talk with you before you go
She said, It's lonely all alone in this great big place
It's sometimes weeks before I see a single face
She said that her name was Angelia
Hello Angelia, so very nice to meet ya
Would you like a beer? She asked me
Or would you prefer hallucinogenic tea ?
Well.......no tea for me sweet girl
Cuz I think I'm already in another world
Do you like to dance? she asked.
No, not very much...I think I'll pass
She said, But this is dancing of a different kind
Let me demonstrate, let me change your mind
Then she put on an old soul jam.......
And tried to shake her butt as best as she can
But I was less than impressed by her shaking
She looked like a little rich girl faking
But then she took her clothes off one by one
It was the right place and time to have a little bit of
fun
After she was naked she got some ketchup from the
kitchen
She put it all over her body then asked me. Guess
what's missing?
I don't know, What? She said, Just your bean pod
Got out of my clothes faster than a hotrod
Then I took a second to put on a glove
Then we got crazy we made ketchup love
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE FUCKS LIKE A WHORE
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE FUCKS LIKE A WHORE
I said..SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE FUCKS LIKE A WHORE
SHE DANCES LIKE A RICH GIRL,
BUT SHE FUCKS LIKE A WHORE
Afterward, I licked her body clean
She said I had the sharpest tongue that she had ever
seen
Later we decided to go to the store
We bought so many things, they barely fit through the
door
We bought more ketchup and syrup, barbeque sauce and
cherries
Whipped cream, honey, butter and strawberries
Then she turned on that same old song
And soon she was dancing with a rhythm that was wrong
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