Songs Written & Published Here by Kira Harlamor

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“Tuesday Night”

By Kira Harlamor 

It was a Tuesday night 

when we started to fight 

I could not concentrate any longer 

I thought about way back then 

when I sat with my friend 

thinking we’d be so much stronger

We used to laugh and play 

make love into a game 

we had so much fun each day 

Until that Tuesday night 

when we started to fig

I could not concentrate any longer 

I lost my inner peace 

as I fell to my knees 

praying God to help us 

You made me believe 

our love we achieved 

was so much more that I adored you 

Until that Tuesday night 

when we started to fight 

I could not concentrate any longer 

To see your face 

look at me that way 

broke my heart into pieces 

I didn’t think our love 

would fade until that day 

It was a Tuesday night 

when we started to fight 

and I could not concentrate any longer

“Golden Coast  Heatwave”

By Kira Harlamor 

That Golden coast heatwave’s 

driving me away

It’s like I’m torn between the summer

and the cold winter day

How I love to feel the water

and get that golden tan

But I keep on thinking

‘bout that snow up in my hand

Oh, that golden coast heatwave’s 

Got me burning in the sand

and I can’t help but thinking

‘ bout the snow in my hand

It’s like I’m torn between the beach

and that golden sand

or the winter in a cabin with the snow in my hand

Oh, that golden Coast heatwave’s 

Got me burning in the sand 

and I can’t help but thinking

‘bout that’s snow in my hand

Oh, that golden coast heatwave’s 

got me driving away

Should I stay here for the summer

or just fly away

Oh, that golden coast heatwave’s 

got me burning in the sand

and I can’t help but thinking

‘bout that snow up in my hand

“Hello My Modelo“ 

A Drinking Song 

By Kira Harlamor 

Hello my modelo

I’m the young fellow who can’t wait much longa to cheers and holla 

Putting that glass up to my lips acting like you’re my first kiss

Hello my modelo 

I’m your fellow

holla holla holla 

Hello my modelo 

I‘m the young fellow 

I’ll be your bitch if you let me kiss those big juicy round wet lips 

“Hello My Modelo“ Christmas Version:

Hello my modelo

I’m the young fellow who can’t wait much longa to cheers and holla 

Putting that glass up to my lips acting like you’re my first kiss

Hello my modelo 

I’m your fellow

Fa la la la la la la la la 

Hello my modelo 

I‘m the young fellow 

I’ll be your bitch if you let me kiss those big juicy round wet lips 

Fa la la la la la la la la 

Hello my modelo 

I’m the young fellow who can’t wait much longa to make you holla 

Put that glass up to my lips acting like you’re my first kiss

Holla this with those big juicy round wet lips 

Fa la la la la la la la la 

holla holla holla 

Hello my modelo 

I’m the young fellow who can’t wait much longa to make you holla 

Put that glass up to my lips acting like you’re my first kiss

Holla this with those big juicy round wet lips