While traveling through the lone star state. I lost my lunch before I ate,. It happened in a pull-ahead café. yahoo!. I felt my bones begin to crunch.
(kinky friedman). . From a cheap hotel in dallas. On a cold december day. A telegram was traveling on it's way. Like a sad old song from somewhere. In the distance of a dream.
We know it's wrong to let this fire burn between us. We've got to stop this wild desire in you and in me. So we'll let the flame burn once again until the thrill is gone.