Antigone Rising - Rosita Lyrics
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Rosita
Rosita Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Rosita By Antigone Rising?
It was rain for a year drop for drop and tear for tear
On the girl who wouldn't stand out in a crowd She was born to the son of a mini van salesman On an early August morning under clouds Sweet romance, like her dreams Came in Spinster Magazine Her romeo was on page 33 He buys her diamond rings, he's always listening He tells her everything All those things that a girl would ever want to hear But that's not truly love Rosita dear On a plane bags are packed with the bell jar on her lap And a half devoured Harlequin novella You are much much too young to be leaving with no one But Fabio in tight jeans He'll give her Mexico tied up in a bow And all the girls she knows green with envy Wishing they met one as cavalier But that's not truly love Rosita dear Oh there was a time you gave Your heart and soul away Now, all that you give is up Don't lose the love you save He'll give her Mexico tied up in a bow And all the girls she knows green with envy Wishing they met one as cavalier But that's not truly love Rosita Romantic dinner date he'll never show up late And all the girls you hate are green with envy Wishing they met one as cavalier But that's not truly love Rosita dear But that's not truly love Rosita, no But that's not truly love Rosita dear But that's not truly love Rosita dear |
Who Wrote Rosita By Antigone Rising?
Cassidy Catanzaro, Cathy Henderson, Cathy A. Henderson, Kristen Henderson, Kristen L. Henderson
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What's The Duration Of The Rosita By Antigone Rising?The duration of Rosita is 4:29 minutes and seconds. |
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