I sit on the curb at the liquor store until 9 am when it finally serves, wait for desperate beauty queen. I talk smooth settle her nerves. We share a bottle and queen bed *** was just a lost cause at best. I sit on the curb at the liquor store until 9 am when it finally serves.
She wears red **** Me heels. your hands that woman feels, always swaying to her siren song. Go home at dawn where you belong with a sweet Lover of your heart. hold her close and never part.
I mumble and slur our life is just a blur ocean over and under love is always blunder set me free once again divorce my wander sin Gomorrah and ***** burned into the calm.
When you stole my heart I was dancing. I was clumsy on my knees romancing. When I kissed splendid siren ******* We slept and we ****** slow as beasts in morning and you wept. I wonder why the mirage gets closer **** it will die.
It's a grand adios taking your dose of the morphine softens the scene. Visit first lover. Your dead mother begs your mercy father so angry in war's terror a simple error over and over blood in clover float in a dream last shot unseen.