Snow, rain and grey sky ... sets again
Upon the coldest part of this city
where hundreds of grounded flights
Once again took to the unfriendly skies
So, here I am thinking of the land of the flying fish
With one wicked indulgent on my mind
The fire *** palm trees and casino nights.
St. Lawrence Gap is where the exchange rate
gets bigger and the euro goes from hand to hand,
meaningless *** ***** talk and a bit of ...fun
a dream within a dream, little favors
just to entice them, those locals folks
to encounter one night stand
All I need is one week to glow with the sun
One week, one weekend and my tassel bikini
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 6:52 PM UTC
Snow, rain and grey sky ... sets again
Upon the coldest part of this city
where hundreds of grounded flights
Once again took to the unfriendly skies
So, here I am thinking of the land of the flying fish
With one wicked indulgent on my mind
The fire *** palm trees and casino nights.
St. Lawrence Gap is where the exchange rate
gets bigger and the euro goes from hand to hand,
meaningless *** ***** talk and a bit of ...fun
a dream within a dream, little favors
just to entice them, those locals folks
to encounter one night stand
All I need is one week to glow with the sun
One week, one weekend and my tassel bikini
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