torsdag 28. januar 2010

Sugar

Don't say morning's come, don't say it's up to me, if I could take twenty five minutes out of the record books. He brings me sugar. Bobby's collecting bees and hammers and he used one on me, cold war with little boys get in with a bubble gum trade and all the robins bring me many things, but sugar. As far as I can tell, i've been gone for miles now. and you know and I know, you don't know me very well. Just watch what i do sweet boy, if they find you out tell me what you think they'll do when they find you gotta little in here tell me what you think they'll do when they find out you're such a pussy, my sweet boy, my sugar...


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