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He stands there Beer and cigarette in hand She plays ball room music On the upright piano In his trailer home. Her self drawn tattoos act as eye candy As she waltzed in her pajamas. Life is good sometimes If you make it
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 6:42 PM UTC
Literally right now (read in past tense)
He stands there Beer and cigarette in hand She plays ball room music On the upright piano In his trailer home. Her self drawn tattoos act as eye candy As she waltzed in her pajamas. Life is good sometimes If you make it
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Nov 29, 2019
Nov 29, 2019 at 6:42 PM UTC
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