We love *****-street ****** because it is good but only if you inject
it when you should, when you're drunkenly melancholical on singer
Mălina Olinescu's 6th floor balcony ledge where poor Mălina stood
She is lying in weeds thruthlessly: **** quick, *** left, yet not really
while I'm like a movie star: tan-ready, drug induced, living in Philly
with ditzy Patty Duke who lived on lithium, high up where it's hilly
with nitwit Patty Duke who thrived on lithium, high where it's hilly
as black broads punish me worser than Jerry Lee did Mickey Gilley
or that muffler who played **** van ****'s Helper neighbor Millie
whose 2-pronged love, once legalized, could do nothing but **** me
before hurting my tender tendonitis that's nonexistent in either knee
what I strained while stripping the girl from Ipanema's slinky bikini