in the days of headband parties
he was my best friend
he was the best friend i never had
daddy's mad
leaving flowers at the grave of rico suave
leaving flowers at the grave of rico suave
never felt so right
never felt so right
in the days of headband parties
he was my best
he the best friend i never had
daddy's mad
leaving flowers at the grave of rico suave
it's like crumbling towers in the sands of the mojave
leaving flowers at the grave of rico suave
never felt so right
never felt so right