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rana1837

Funky JunkC

@rana1837

Kent, WA
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Seek him here, seek him on the highway never knowing when he'll appear
Looking on she sings the songs the words she knows the tune she hums
I thought awhile about what to do I had me a case of them fur coat blues
Thriller, thriller night so let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller
It's a cruel, cruel world to face on your own a heavy cross to carry along
We can't be friends but I'd like to just pretend
"It's almost dawn and the cops are gone let's all get Dixie fried"
Well, she was an American girl raised on promises
Now she's gone & I'm back on the beat a stain on my notebook says nothing to me
I make you feel my proton, neutron, and electron yo, I be the number one icon
Sunny boy looks good in everything from silk to corduroy
We count only blue cars skip the cracks in the street
I, I got a new life you would hardly recognize me I'm so glad
Loving would be easy if your colours were like my dreams
Your time has come your second skin the cost so high the gain so low
They say that opposites attract like right & wrong
Baby you send me, baby you send me set adrift on memory bliss of you
Freeze frame, screen kiss, hot-head lights and power it's patently obvious
I hear her heart beating, loud as thunder saw these stars crashing
If we threw it all away things can only get better
She got the tube top she got the French heels
You see, you were born, born, born to be alive
A country girl cut off jeans & lollipops tequila shots tube tops & liquor stops
They'll be sleepin' in the sand dunes dancin' in the streets
Embroidered Tunic/ Midi Dress
Stella Marie you're my star I pin you to my chest sell you to the rest
Hot summer night storm lies in the air
Move the heart switch the pace look for what seems out of place
I hear the roar of a big machine two worlds & in between hot metal & methedrine
So wind down your window I think I'm gonna kiss you I dont know what else to do
All I need, all I need is your body heat right next to me
Summer girl feels like I’m in love again oh that summer girl
Believe the scholars, read the readings realize the man who says anything
Skinny Jeans Are Out Fringe Is In And Ponchos Are Forever Make A Note Of It
Don't you tell me to deny it I've done wrong, and I wanna suffer for my sins
Acapella sweater we will sing a sweater song & I will play a gong
Thirteen's my lucky number, to you it means stay inside
Harley David-son of a b*t*h James Dean rode his Harley right into a ditch
I've been waiting so long to be where I'm going in the sunshine of your love
All around me are familiar faces worn out places, worn out faces
I love your love action lust's just a distraction
Love is like oxygen u get too much u get too high not enough & youre gonna die
Champagne poetry, these are the effortless flows
Let's move to the beat like we know that it's over
All the faces all the voices blur change to one face change to one voice
Darkness on the edge shadows where I stand
It's the same ol' same ol' situation it's the same ol' same ol' ball and chain
With my silver Buddha and my silver bullet, I'm pulling on the pin