You knocked me out. You bit my lip. You held me down. And kept me sober. Through all this time. With no regret. I guess that's just the way I liked it.
There is no color in the king and he is softer than the queen. Confusion reigns, sometimes it reigns. Now a colored sky never makes anybody cry. But a gray cloud always makes it rain, sometimes it rains.
She had wraparound legs. And she was twice his size. And when he saw her red thing. He was hypnotized. . She just lying there waiting for him. Stretched out on a silky bed.