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[29 Jun 2008|01:25am] |
You're gonna leave her tonight.
She sat up with her eyes wide.
You fell in love with a girl you knew.
You've come to say goodbye.
You're gonna leave her tonight.
Under a cheap July sky.
Tell her.
After the first touch.
Her skirt boring.
Her voice deep and charming at first.
You could make her come back once in a while.
If you painted a fresco.
There she'd be with her powder half falling off.
So perfect from far.
Said that he was leaving.
Meet me.
Meet me.
You're gonna leave her tonight.
You're gonna leave her tonight.
She sat up with her eye's wide.
You fell in love with a girl you knew.
With a girl you knew.
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[29 Jun 2008|12:09pm] |
Okay, it's Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes!
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[29 Jun 2008|02:39pm] |
Note to self:
hide my sketch book
asap
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