One old brown shoe falls in slow motion, And the bedsprings hover right above your head, As bed springs do, when you’re beneath them. Someone else just climbed into your bed. By the time she thought you’d probably got to phoenix, She’d arranged for your shoes to be filled. Well you’ve got your pride, and […]
This is the story of victoria lee, She started off on percodan and ended up with me. She lived in berkeley ’til the earthquake shook her loose. She lives in texas now where nothin’ ever moves. Victoria you talk so low that no one else can hear, Unless you point your megaphone directly at their […]
