19.07.2005., utorakI wrote a poem on a dog
biscuit
And your dog refused to
look at it
So I got drunk and
looked at the Empire State
Building
It was no bigger than a
nickel
And if it don't improve
Then I have to move
I never thought that I
would end up here
Maybe I should just
change my style
But I feel alright when
you smile
I stayed at home on the
Fourth of July
And I pulled the shades
so I didn't have to see the
sky
And I decided to have a
Bed In
But I forgot to invite
anybody
And when I fell asleep
The neighbors had a peep
I never thought that I
would end up here
Maybe I should just
change my style
But I feel alright when
you smile
- 18:48 - ushtipci i shufnudle (0) - imaj i shtampani dokaz o tome - #
Post je objavljen 19.07.2005. u 13:15 sati.