Topic:
Rekindled Romance
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Here's a song I wrote about those phone calls we've all had.
You called me remembering things, like our first movie. It was a comedy, but you still cried while I was laughing. Otherwise, you had said, it was the best time you've ever had. Like those Sundays, you and me, lying around watchin TV. Wishin' it'd rain all day, so we could stay in bed, stay in bed and play. 'It's me not you,' you said, 'can't get you outta my head.' But you tell me of someone new, that since me, there have been a few. But they don't mean anything, just some stupid kind of fling. And you called me, just to talk, but now your thinkin, we should go for a walk, maybe watch some T.V. and talk about what you think of you and me. |
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Topic:
a Song for JK
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This is a song I wrote for a friend, JK. But I'm sure we all know a JK.
She had her fancy clothes on when I saw her that time, She was so pretty, I think; See, I had been drinking some wine. As she moved across the floor all the men would sigh. At least I think that's what happened, That night, I'd been gettin real high. Her lips and mouth were perfect, as she told me her name, It was . . .I'm not too sure, See, that night, I'd snorted some 'caine. She smelled of Spanish flower when she sat down with me, I think, See, that night, I was on ecstasy. Next morning I awoke, as she slept next to me; well dressed, good smelling and a beauty, See, what it really was, now that I stop to think, I feel, I mean to say, She was a HE! |
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Topic:
Right on!!
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What up 808 crew! Central Oahu here, but now on the mainland. Hope things on the islands are cool. I miss the warm rain on a Waimea Bay afternoon. Or the Windward sky's lullabies. Fo' Real. oh, and musubi and malasadas and GOOD plate lunch, and last but not least, the beautiful smiles and laughter of the islands. I got plenty of concrete here in Los Angeles of you guys need!
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