Emma get me a lemon and if there are none get me a lime and if we got none go out and get some i'm gonna wait here by your french door and you ask me
Lost in Boston. Drinking rum and chocolate. A hundred thousand blinking lights Are making me exhausted. It was Fleet Week last week And all the
Crossing through Tennessee watching the sunrise Thinking about a dream Well we'll listen all night To the footsteps in the hall There's thunder and there's lightening A hundred miles off
the lights are going off. I?m getting out of here. Some don?t run, dear, some don?t run, without me. It must have been a dream or something else.
used to sway, But he?s turned it all around. Yeah, he?s mopping up his brow. Yeah, he?s taking his time. Working his crowd. He?s lunging two words Atop a
For everyone? And sleeping at night. And you?re good enough. I?m not gonna eat it. You wear yourself out. You?re talking backwards. You wear yourself