The clock is tick...tick...tick...tick...
30 minutes just to make it
Your feelin
Table for two,
silence that grew,
birthday card, just won’t do.
She walks
So, I was in my car
wasn't going that far
just
When you look at me I pretend that I can’t
I love you
( I love you)
But I hate the intelligence
of
Hey Mr. did you come here
looking for wheat fields,
40 hours a week on her size six feet
she’s
I'm heading southbound
WHo is laughing now
I got my head on
I like the part where you lie between the pillows
Dark clouds started coming
The moment you started running
Bet You didnt
It occurred to me
It occurred to me
that I don’t
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