Crystal Queen
Go call her on the phone.
She smells like cigarettes.
She feels like silicone.
She feels like silicone.
I want the crystal queen, hey.
She'll kill the dream.
She'll kill the dream, the crystal queen.
September '95 I bought her ___
I took her home a couple times,
Now she never leaves.
She never seems to leave.
I want the crystal queen.
She'll kill the dream.
She'll kill the dream, the crystal queen.
Autor(es): F.M. Cornog