歌词语境宇宙
Hesitates to confess she misses the Atlantic
The gulf streams the palm trees
the car keys that took you away
Hesitates to confess she misses the Atlantic
The gulf streams the palm trees
the car keys that took you away
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Your fingertips against my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind in my chase
You sang me Spanish lullabies
Your fingertips against my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind in my chase
You sang me Spanish lullabies
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
Sippin' gin and juice
Laying underneath the palm trees
The boys
And the city's still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
And the city's still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line