Racist Sodas (Cherikee Red) Lyrics

Yeah I'll never forget

Hottest day of the year at that market on Prospect

We were sitting on the curb

You kept talking and I heard every word

As I fought the urge to faint or vomit

We sweat like bullets, tried to get colder

I rested my hand right on your shoulder

As we sat there sippin' on racist sodas

And the kiss we shared tasted like cherry nostalgia

And what I wouldn't give just to have another sip of that Cherikee Red

Just to get that memory back in my head

We would walk down the street

Make jokes 'bout that house with the trees that smelled like feet

Go to the park for a treat

I told you how I feel, how do you feel about me

Said you don't want to sound naive

But another person isn't something you really think you need

And I agreed

As we sat there sippin' on racist sodas

And the kiss we shared tasted like cherry nostalgia

And what I wouldn't give just to have another sip of that Cherikee Red

Just to get that memory back in my head

As we sat there sippin' on racist sodas

And the kiss we shared tasted like cherry nostalgia

And what I wouldn't give just to have another sip of that Cherikee Red

Just to get that memory back in my head