I was trying so hard
to french kiss you
that I think we bumped teeth.
All Sunday my teeth
echoed with the sound of you.
It had a nice bass-line,
but it needed
your sweet voice
to go along with it.
I loved it,
when you said
I had a nice voice, because
I've been waiting a long,
long time, for a chance,
for a duet.
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 7:05 PM UTC
I was trying so hard
to french kiss you
that I think we bumped teeth.
All Sunday my teeth
echoed with the sound of you.
It had a nice bass-line,
but it needed
your sweet voice
to go along with it.
I loved it,
when you said
I had a nice voice, because
I've been waiting a long,
long time, for a chance,
for a duet.
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