Thursday, November 19, 2009

Eye candy

You're right baby I'm rough around the edge's
My pant's hang a little low
My hat's a little cocked
I smoke, I drink.
But as far as that goes
You're so glamorous
The finest linens line your body
But your best feature
Is that wrinkle in your nose
Your pouting face
When your losing
Is what I think about when I lay my head
So I'll start doing my hair
If you start to understand
If you don't do your hair
I won't notice or care

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