vernor blue brothers

bonita latina, the world sitting at the cantina, mi lengua su lengua

besos, dancing under rice and beans, steamed and soaked in pesos

leave your face on the pillow, lipstick on my earnest ears, whisper past

the guns, sirens, perros malos, fire bombed buildings hiding bicycle hisses

tacqueria bonita, a dollar fifty for your taco, sister

remind me of my heart, i love what i know,

under a taco shell naked and sweating

instagram your weapon sitting on vernor, between the park and boulevard

make you laugh so hard

speaking my street spanish

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