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of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
Papa let the train roll by
Now it's Johnny at the window in his bedroom shoes
Train whistle's blowing soft papa blues
Johnny shut your window
Johnny
the pack then
I am not capping
My bedroom been packed in with all of these baddies
You think I'm playing?
I pull up with the pack then
I'm in a ghost even
guilt trip siting by Barbara Streisand
Love is what you do when its not as exciting
And a house is not a home if there's no one inside it
I can feel it in
She starts to whistle
Oh her favorite song
Don’t leave me baby
In the Silent Zone
This room is getting darker every minute
No one can hear me from
by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
Hit mah two step
Got lil mama wet
I flex the vocab
Then we meet in the bedroom
Niggas idolized me
Since I been in pampers
Knew the world was full
red lips the scent is sauce
Clean as a whistle oh hoe oh hoe blow it
Make her wet we havin dinner by the ocean
I bring my home with i'm never home sick
to that heaven)
As the tanks roll by
(We can get to that heaven)
Under a blood black sky
(Lunatic in my bedroom)
I'm thinking, where in the blazes
Did
Just an ordinary day, I knew that autumn was on its way
I could see by the gilt of the clouds, the burnish on the bay
A ring of effusia settled
for ya dizzy
Got me on I be fizzy or a kizzy
Just woke up in my bedroom wizzy
While ya on break let yo kitty air
Like magic song at 3rd, like a pier
This is tomorrow's callin'
Wishin` you were here
Layin' in my hotel bedroom
Feelin' ceilin' blues
Wall to wall a TV's twitchin'
Clearly not a muse
remains on my dick
then she grab me by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say
you and Jackie Geronimo met in the Prelude Park at midnight
Now when it came to bells and whistles, Jackie did not lack
And when she kissed you
me ?cause I feel like I'm dreaming
I can't get enough of that girl
I can't get enough of that girl
In the bedroom, on the table
Whenever, wherever I'm
gonna explode
I see through your lies, your innocent eyes I will blow the final whistle
I'll take you to the skies
ThereS need to pretend anymore Feel
you and Jackie Geronimo met
In the Prelude Park at midnight
Now when it came to bells and whistles, Jackie did not lack
And when she kissed you
hearin´s
Sweet to my ear
This is tomorrow´s callin´
Wishin` you were here
Layin´ in my hotel bedroom
Feelin´ ceilin´ blues
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
Samuel T. Falbo was born in Floyd County
Late 1950 in eastern Kentucky
Raised by a TV repairman who tinkered
With old radios in a dimly lit kitchen
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
get our feet upon the ground
Then by chance we made it to the kitchen, the kettle on the stove by half past twelve
The whistle might as well have been
in the bedroom by lovers to describe parts of the body,
And physical activities,
They are very proper indeed, and they distinctly enhance sex.
Overhaul
""Aunty no customer today?""
First she laughs, then shot back
""Shut up Babs I beg you t-fare for cab?""
Heading back to her two bedroom flat
She small
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