she gives as good as she gets,
and she gets what
Do you know were dancing,
In slow motion.
All the world,
Looks confused.
I
Not a second too soon
when it kicks in.
I glance
Boredom,
Hits you when you’re lonesome,
Sitting on your ownsome,
With nothing
She couldn’t have been older than her thirties,
Made up an’
I’m just a bearded man,
With no particular plan,
For my life,
Except
Grovelling aint guna getcha out of this one,
Who was he
A Quad starts off a long nights drinking,
and gets you
You said you knew exactly what it was that you
Him next door is a loser and a thief,
I’ve never
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