domingo, 25 de outubro de 2009
Josey
The drinks are flowing, just like the river. Then she keeps going and the whole night ends with a blur. She's got no limit. She thinks she's so tough. Can't walk a straight line..At the end of the night she's rough. Her dress whispers reckless, that night starts now as she slips on her necklace. She's ready to roll, tonight is different. She'll start it off slow to keep herself in check. Oh no, oh no: it's two for one, she starts the show and now from this moment on, she's done. Her dress whispers reckless and that night starts now as she slips on her necklace. The party is tonight and she thinks they're playing her song. The party is tonight and it's playing all night long. Josey, don't you worry Josey, it's just a phase you're going through. Some day you'll know just what to do. Josey, it's alright Josey, slap the hand that just keeps pouring. It doesn't matter, just do something. Josey, don't worry. Everything it's alright.
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