I come home in the morning lightmy mother says when you gonna live your life rightoh mother dear we’re not the fortunate onesand girls they want to have funoh girls just want to have fun the phone rings in the middle of the nightmy father yells what you gonna do with your lifeoh daddy dear […]
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I Drove All Night
I had to escape, the city was sticky and cruel. Maybe I should have called you first but I was dying to get to you. I was dreaming while I drove the long straight road ahead. Huh! Could taste your sweet kisses, your arms open wide. This fever for you is just burning me up […]