California Type Testo

Driving down the highway
Desert all around
And the motor dieing was the only noticed sound
And then he saw a girl
Dancing in the sun
Short skirt and high heals
She was a good looking one
She put on lip stick as he pulled off to the side
She bent over and then asked him for a little ride
He planed to take her just for a couple stops
That only lasted till she threw him down and got on top
And her name he never heard before
That was alright
Thought he was the man she adored
She had blond hair and her eyes, blue as sky
She had him round her finger he was fucking hipmatized
He thought that he had her all figured out
That's when she slipped a dirty pill into his mouth
And he saw things he never saw before
That was alright
As his head quickly hit the floor,
Yeah he was out
She had a look that could kill
She had that look that could kill you
And he swallowed that dirty pill
It all went black❦❦it all went black for him
And then he woke up in a field
She took his money, took his cloths, and she took his wheels
She was the California type
She was the California type
She was the California type