feraldrifter11
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joined Aug 2010
Blue Jean Baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band.
Blue Jean Baby, pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a Music man Ballerina , you must have seen Her dancing in The Sand and now she's in me , always with me , tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
you'll marry a Music man Ballerina , you must have seen Her dancing in The Sand and now she's in me , always with me , tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand.
Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad.
you'll marry a Music man Ballerina , you must have seen Her dancing in The Sand and now she's in me , always with me , tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
The auditorium.
you'll marry a Music man Ballerina , you must have seen Her dancing in The Sand and now she's in me , always with me , tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
you'll marry a Music man Ballerina , you must have seen Her dancing in The Sand and now she's in me , always with me , tiny dancer in my hand Jesus freak out in The street Handing tickets out for god Turning Back She Just laughs The boulevard is not that bad piano man He makes his stand in The auditorium Looking on She sings The songs The Word She knows , The tune She hums but oh How IT feels sol real lying here with
But oh, how it feels so real.
Lying here with no one near.
It’s just you. And you’re the only one who can actually hear me.
When i say softly , slowly chorus hold me closer tiny dancer count The headlights on The highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you Had
When i say softly , slowly chorus hold me closer tiny dancer count The headlights on The highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you Had
When i say softly , slowly chorus hold me closer tiny dancer count The headlights on The highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you Had
When i say softly , slowly chorus hold me closer tiny dancer count The headlights on The highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you Had
When i say softly , slowly chorus hold me closer tiny dancer count The headlights on The highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you Had
Today was an absolute grind. Constant movement, zero breathing room. You ever feel like the clock is just working against you? Busy doesn't even cover it.