Il testo della Froot

Marina And The Diamonds

Data di rilascio : 03/04/2015

Durata : 0:05:31

Stile : Pop

I've seen seasons come and go
From winter sun to summer snow
This ain't my first time at the rodeo

Nature ain't a fruit machine
She's gotta keep her credits clean
Good things come to those who wait
But i ain't in a patient phase

It's summer time and i hang on a vine
They're gonna make me into sweet red wine
Hanging around like a fruit on a tree
Waiting to be picked, come on cut me free

Come on fill your cup up
Looking for some good luck
Good luck, good luck to you
Hanging like a fruit
Ready to be juiced
Juiced, juiced

Living la dolce vita
Life couldn't get much sweeter
Don't you give me a reason
That it's not the right season
Babe, i love you a lot
I'll give you all i've got
Yeah, you know that it's true
I've been saving all my summers for you
I've been saving all my summers for you
Like froot, like froot

Baby, i am plump and ripe
I'm pinker than shepherd's delight
Sweet like honeysuckle late at night

Leave it too long i'll go rot
Like an apple you forgot
Birds and worms will come for me
The cycle of life is complete

I'm your carnal flower, i'm your bloody rose

Pick my petals off and make my heart explode
I'm your deadly nightshade, i'm your cherry tree
You're my one true love, i'm your destiny

Come on fill your cup up
Looking for some good luck
Good luck, good luck to you
Autumn, i'll be gone
Birds will sing their mourning song
Song