Reina Pepiada

You, my chicken salad queen, I know this week has been complicated
There are no rockstars in fairy tales, but if I were there, you wouldn't lack anything
Sunflower in all the early mornings, sweet rain at your window
With your eyes, I want all my herd if I were there
I'm saving up to buy you the sun, gray days change with your voice
I see the iridescent clouds, I cuddle you inside a sunflower
You sweeten me with your hair and I detach from the ground
If your lips are better than the juices my grandfather makes, hey
Your body is poetry, I would kill for your kisses (brr)
Tell me your fantasies and let's practice making babies all day long
Trust me, but your fridge will never be empty
With you, I feel rich even if there's nothing in the piggy bank, hey
You, my chicken salad queen, I know this week has been complicated
There are no rockstars in fairy tales, but if I were there, you wouldn't lack anything
Sunflower in all the early mornings, sweet rain at your window
With your eyes, I want all my herd if I were there
Ah, ah-ah, to me
You make me feel
Things I never
Had felt, it doesn't make sense
For you, I left behind the life of Luis Miguel, hey
Every day is a honeymoon
Flor Murakami in my dawn
You and I are the same, can't you see it?
I took a photo like David LaChapelle
To later set it as my phone background
Baby, you understand me more than I could understand myself
Do you understand me?
You, my chicken salad queen, I know this week has been complicated
There are no rockstars in fairy tales, but if I were there, you wouldn't lack anything
Sunflower in all the early mornings, sweet rain at your window
With your eyes, I want all my herd if I were there
You, my chicken salad queen, I know this week has been complicated
There are no rockstars in fairy tales, but if I were there, you wouldn't lack anything
Sunflower in all the early mornings, sweet rain at your window
With your eyes, I want all my herd if I were there
Ah, ah-ah, to me
You make me feel
Things I never
Had felt, it doesn't make sense