Pretty girl, wreckin' bar,. Ra ra ra ra yeah you are!. Growin' up, I'm twice the man,. Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I am!. . The angels gave F. Scott Fitzgerald,.
Pretty girl, wreckin' bar,. Ra ra ra ra yeah you are!. Growin' up, I'm twice the man,. Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I am!. . The angels gave F. Scott Fitzgerald,.
If at some point we all succumb. For goodness sake let us be young. Because time gets harder to outrun. And I'm nobody, I'm not done. With a cool cool breeze and dirty knees.
I can barely look at you. don't tell me who you lost it to. didn't we say we had a deal?. didn't I say how bad i feel. . Everyone needs a helping hand.
Great Dane's cheekbones, teenage hormones. Young complexion, a physical affection. You're a godsend, do you want a boyfriend?. Crazy, crazy, easy tiger.
Okay, I could live without it. Were you ever my age? No, I doubt it. A native American feather. The Generals look better in leather. . Blow, blow, blow it up.
Break me on the thirty-seventh hour. Tout me, doubt me, show me all of your power. I will watch you rise on my back from the ground. Friend or foe?. I don't know.
It's only been a year. But it feels like a lifetime here. How's it been for you?. Does it feel like a lifetime too?. What would you do now in light of it all?.