One time you were my baby chicken. Now you've grown into a fox. And once upon a time I was your little rooster. But am I just one of your cocks. . It's rough justice on ya.
Oh yeah. . I hear you talking when I'm on the street. Your mouth don't move but I can hear you speak. What's the matter with the boy?. He don't come around no more.
It was a filthy block of flats. Trash was on the floor. A stink was in my nose. Hinges off the doors. . She took me in her room. All was spic and span.
It was a filthy block of flats. Trash was on the floor. A stink was in my nose. Hinges off the doors. . She took me in her room. All was spic and span.