Well I used to pick you up after work and we would go drink beer and eat pita bread sandwiches while we played pool all night long until closing time .
You had a Martin Guitar and a voice to sing that made the angelics cry . You were friends of Maggie's fame , the Angel from Montgomery . Together the two of you would sing and stun the audience . The people couldn't believe it .
You were my Girl Friday next to Sunday's release . You were good enough on weekends but the rest of the week not .
So sing The Song Of The Turtles as Blind Joe Death dances away . I found out the hard way it takes seven days to make a week .
Apr 1, 2016
Apr 1, 2016 at 9:14 PM UTC
Well I used to pick you up after work and we would go drink beer and eat pita bread sandwiches while we played pool all night long until closing time .
You had a Martin Guitar and a voice to sing that made the angelics cry . You were friends of Maggie's fame , the Angel from Montgomery . Together the two of you would sing and stun the audience . The people couldn't believe it .
You were my Girl Friday next to Sunday's release . You were good enough on weekends but the rest of the week not .
So sing The Song Of The Turtles as Blind Joe Death dances away . I found out the hard way it takes seven days to make a week .
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