Ta(n)ta
samuelo
[Verse 1]
Wisteria down by the family tree
I see my grandma picking grape leaves
And when I almost drive the car down into the river
(She will puk-k-k-ke everywhere)
[Verse 2]
And I call her my Tata, yes
I call her my Tata, why
And sometimes people call her “Tanta”
When it’s “Tata”
