A silly song, for a silly meme, for a sweet mare.
Oh sweet Manehattan; it’s the city that never sleeps
There’s always something happening in your busy streets
The roar of a million voices, the score of a million feet
The stories of choices we make to share generosity
And in the workshop she sits there
Sweet cream and aquamarine hair
Unseen, unfair
‘Cause I need this mare
More than I need to
Eat, sleep and breathe air
There’s a sunset waiting for us past the cold concrete
And there’s a romance being written on these swarming streets
My heartbeat resonates like music in the steel and glass
She puts her hoof in mine
Looks deep into my eyes
And says “Put it in my ass,”
Oh, Coco Pommel
She sweeps me right off my feet,
What a treat, she’s like a sweet vanilla Angel
Oh, Coco Pommel
I’m in love,
She’s a cream coloured dove from above
And she likes doing butt stuff.
Oh she likes doing butt stuff.
We went walking down the Canterlot Boulevard
Our hooves were trottin, yeah, and she would clip and I would clop
Trading stories ‘bout her life and family and job
I learned that she was perfect
She learned that I’m slob
But she saw past my broken history
Leaned in close
And sweetly kissed my cheek
Tickly whiskers while she’s whispering
“Hey there sweetie,
What a lovely evening
Got that loving feeling
Maybe we can go
Back home
And do it in the butt”
Oh, Coco Pommel
She sweeps me right off my feet,
What a treat, she’s like a sweet vanilla Angel
Oh, Coco Pommel
I’m in love,
She’s a cream coloured dove from above
And she likes doing butt stuff.
My dear Dandere darling
The white dove to my starling
And each design she’s drawing
Has me falling and falling and falling for
Oh, Coco Pommel
She sweeps me right off my feet,
What a treat, she’s like a sweet vanilla Angel
Oh, Coco Pommel
I’m in love,
She’s a cream coloured dove from above
And she likes doing butt stuff.
She likes doing butt stuff.
Coco Pommel.