gasoline and fire
bow tie tuxedo
scuffed once shiny shoes
yesterday's Sunday paper
red convertible
throw's him the keys,
you're driving honey.
Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
gasoline and fire
bow tie tuxedo
scuffed once shiny shoes
yesterday's Sunday paper
red convertible
throw's him the keys,
you're driving honey.
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