Trade Songtext
von Abby Travis

He was a living fantasy
A caramel uncut Kowalski
The skin of his beauty was so deep
With his prize fighting fees and physique

Alone he waits for prey
A beep and he′s on his way
There's always a price to pay
For one Latin god for the day


He loved to love for free
For the girl he′d go down on his knees
Such a bro boy, how to please
So much taste, so much charm, so much sleaze

Alone he waits for prey
A beep and he's on his way
There's always a price to pay
For one Latin god for the day

Alone he waits for prey
A beep and he′s on his way
There′s always a price to pay
For one Latin god for the day


He self-combusted last week
A piñata of razors and sheets
A dead trip, then a long trip upstream
Sometimes folks really are what they seem