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But then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

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Pass The Ashtray

20070202102739-stars.jpgGirls get into cars
Of boys who have cars
But me, me… i have none
Words, they seem so weak
When i get myself to speak
I miss the point, i just cannot make myself clear
Burnin memories, fadin love
You know something that i don’t know
Pass the ashtray, pass the ashtray, please
Stolen wallets & steele guitars
You have something i haven’t got
Pass the ashtray, pass the ashtray, please
Boys get into cars
Of girls who have scars
It’s the way of the summer, i guess
Things happened so fast
Of course you were the best
But rock‘n’roll took you away from me
Sunday afternoons
Runnin free
All these drugs got
The best of me
Burnin memories, fadin love
You know something that i don’t know
Pass the ashtray, pass the ashtray, please
Stolen wallets & steele guitars
You have something i haven’t got
Pass the ashtray, pass the ashtray, please
Pass the ashtray, pass the ashtray, please

02/02/2007 10:27 Autor: mannecca. #. Tema: HappySongsForHappyPeople.

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