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Elsinora, California,
Let's meet up, a qué hora?
She got a lot of aura,
She the baddest, word to Koga.
Match my funny, mi amor,
Photogenic, let's explore the
Reason why we
Like each other.
Elsinora, California,
Let's meet up, a qué hora?
She got a lot of aura,
She the baddest, word to Koga.
Match my funny, mi amor,
Photogenic, let's explore the
Reason why we
Like each other.
Fernando can see the vision,
Well, I can see the vision too
Peripheral
This pretty individual,
I see her as quite pitiful.
She's giving me her residuals.
Life's thin line between love and hate,
But the heart has reached its pinnacle.
Whoa, okay, where did we start at?
Part 1departed in August; it was far-fetched.
Threw a shot, you caught it.
Some would just call it rizz,
But I call it luck.
'Cause look at me, look at you.
I look at B, she looks at C.
I look back, I look confused.
You look at me, you look at me.
I think twice 'cause I can't believe—wow.
This is really happening to me.
Knew I had made it when I started relating to awkward.
Like talk tuah,
Thanks for seeing the good in me—I gawk at her.
Meanwhile, at home,
Locked up in my studio.
Quarantined, working like she had gave me the cooties, so
What she don't know about my shortcomings won't hurt her.
I'm independent; I don't need anyone to nurture me.
She don't concur; she's confused on why I blame me first.
It's deep-rooted. I push forward and keep moving.
A very steep slope—that's my fault.
These visions can hurt like Cyclops.
I'm a ticking time bomb.
Elsinora, California,
Let's meet up, a qué hora?
She got a lot of aura,
She the baddest, word to Koga.