fiji – Adult Mom

My boy smells like Fiji
My boy kisses me easy
My boy wears tropical shirts
In the winter’s cold breezy

My boy buys fake margaritas
And they’re only 3 dollars
Summertime in 20 degrees
Westchester is the Bahamas

And I’m not trying to tease him
‘Cause these things make me really miss him
And I’d cry without this guy
I’d rather lose my right limb