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"Pool days... high tops... with my blue face... ice pops..." For the dancers that read me...
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"Pool days... high tops... with my blue face... ice pops..." For the dancers that read me... Pool days... high tops... with my blue face... ice pops... I think this could easily be the dance floor... with points sittin' way up high... eatin' a popsicle... drippin' down the side of your mouth... ready to be licked off... but... you are up there dancin' away... in a dream... waitin' for easy goin' to slide ride in... as you move from side to side...in an irresistible manner... your body undulating with the sliding of those six inch heels... then... you drop to the floor with this tune all around... eyes on you... slow motion breathing... and, the dollar bills flow like water down a stream... yes... please let me know how it goes... if you use this song... I picture you lookin' mighty fine... dancin' to this tune... "Beach boys on the ride home I can get there with my eyes closed Exactly 34 minutes after I pull out your driveway You dial my phone Paper cover rock Scripture cover Peter Yeah I'm cutting off my locks and I'm changing my demeanor Pool days, high tops with my blue face, ice pops I'ma make a shoelace necklace Yeah we whipping pop's old Lexus and I'm skipping school days, mic drops Eyes on summer like cyclops Yeah we fallin' off the sidewalk Momma wants you home before nightfall Summer come and I ain't got a new car Yeah I'm still getting scooped up Call me by my first letter "aye E whats up?" Every now and then city need a refresher Breaking up to Sufjan Wake up on your futon Why you in my crewneck, wait (I really like that shirt) Jerry's line too long Teenage mutant Coming out of my shell, aye Yeah this be my corner piece, cornerstone 10 piece, Corner sto' Skinned knees, cortisone and ex links, chromosome Summer feet, cobblestone Mamma leave, home alone On my feet, Chuckie T's On my sleeve, Corazón 99 titans Close to my goals, yeah Look like Kevin Dyson When my curfew getting closer Hand me downs Pick me ups Dark side Shouts Ryan In my<b> hood </font></b>Call it buck na na na na na na na na na na na You can't stand me You legless Might grow my hair long Like Legolas Yeah i'm feeling ruthless, reckless…" - Healy - "Reckless" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Well... did you give it a listen... did it move you... will it work... please let me know... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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"Is there anybody going to listen to my story All about the girl who came to stay? She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry Still, you don't regret a single day..." - The Beatles "Girl" To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. Thanks for your visit and comments! The lyrics to this one are interesting. The song itself is worth the listen. Have a great day! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Good one easy yes it did it for me hugs V Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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Good one easy yes it did it for me hugs V Thanks for reading, listening and commenting on my blog. I thought it would move you... Its special... Have a great Wednesday!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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