It's not the same without him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This Vodka does a memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
It's not the same without him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This Vodka does a memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
It's not the same with out him here. Twenty years of him dead and gone. This vodka does the memory clear. Though it's too hard to imagine what these tears are for.
Curtain opens, spot lights the gentleman. Signing his love letter best wishes Simpleton. Dialog swam from his pen like polliwogs. He knew better that perfume was gravity.