You know me I'm the girl, the preacher's kid
Tight jeans and long Blond hair down to you know...
The strange, beautiful places that I go to are...
But to visit I will need a map well hidden under...
And what about all those Weight Watchers. Really, what a bunch of losers! |
Through the trailer park,pink & blue curlers,red polish toes 'tween cotton balls,wax legs & my lip. Good I's at Bea's. Spied you hook up the trailer & go out of my life. Took that first turn too fast. What's that called again? A jackknife? |
I woke this morning to birds singing,your oh-so-handsome face, sat up and rubbed my eyes. |