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Shes no "Mustang Sally"

Volume up,lights out Tolerance up just to drown him out Everyone's dancing in circles She's stuck in the perverse perimeter,so no one sees her around . Hopped off on circles & hallow cylinders just to survive when shes around She used to come alive in the moon light When the high beams shined she used to see the light . Now she's struggling w strategies to leave . Trying to find an amusing excuse to satisfy their surprise Something like : "I'm a vampire I need to get home before the sun rises " Pass her a lighter , So she could add fuel to the fire ;makes for better burn holes in her pantyhose Chain link boots ,skin tight leather coat Mustang Sally , make tonight your own..
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cihannahf
Published
Oct 11, 2014
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#friends#drunk#lonely#night#cigarettes#high#nightlife#pantyhose#mustangsally
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