My fathers room explodes with encores and cheers for him to keep on playing: a lady in the croud raises her rite hand as he sings
"Baby i still want to know if you need me".
My mothers ready to drag him out and spill his teeth over the back alley: you son of a ***** i knew you were an *** your an *** an ***
He sings again to the croud: "Its my day for the whiskey". "its day for the whiskey".
"Baby please understand me".
Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 3:14 AM UTC
My fathers room explodes with encores and cheers for him to keep on playing: a lady in the croud raises her rite hand as he sings
"Baby i still want to know if you need me".
My mothers ready to drag him out and spill his teeth over the back alley: you son of a ***** i knew you were an *** your an *** an ***
He sings again to the croud: "Its my day for the whiskey". "its day for the whiskey".
"Baby please understand me".
