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Not a Song :)

There are people in the windows

chickens in the hegde rows

the music hits a beat that you

just can't walk away from.

 

Oh, oh don't you know

I'm screaming like a banshee

you're thinking Baby can we?

Oh oh won't you go

 

Where are all my dreams & Angels

glimmer like this web before it tangles

the dog sprained his ******* elbow

That will teach me don't you think?

Oh, oh don't you know

You're strapped to the max

I'm asking Baby can we?

Oh oh won't you go

 

Something witty... ya Right.

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Jan 19, 2010
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