May 2014
David Lynch sings from the stereo
I sing along to the drone of the living room fan
Ice cold gin and soda in my hand
My dog looks at me like I'm the weird one...
Thursday night fun.
I sing along to the drone of the living room fan
Ice cold gin and soda in my hand
My dog looks at me like I'm the weird one...
Thursday night fun.
(On the edge of your taste)
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