Every now and then,
I Google 'Best movie soundtracks of the year...' or something like that..
Get my jam on..
House pants
check.
Up goes the hair,
Pony tail on,
200 cigarettes,
"Save it for later",
Puts me into the state,
'Good eye might',
the sound of an Aussie,
a night, instead of dark,
full of light;
You gettin' bossy..
He asked, yes
with my dreams,
my life,
she said,
only me
for no one I allow,
but my own boss.
Always
Un Coca,
the French says.
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