You'd got the clothes to wear, you'll get the guitar In tune to stroke It as you mean It on the New York stage, he rock solid every single time to get the ultimate rhythm going and going enchanted melody of love and compassionate thought, he got the groove all day long, Love is a, Love is a summertime blues, he love and adore to wear his fabulous blush hat, he has the world between of his bare loving naked hand and feet, he said It out loud and clear, Love Is A Summertime Blues, but he can tie his own shoes, he think to shave his luxurious bearded face, he blink and wink at someone in the audience member, he played his guitar and sang It like anything It hurts, he drink his Cherry Coke straight shot, he said that one person in a free world to be, Love Is A Summertime Blues constantly, his heart was pounding like shotgun of needles coming through
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-30-17
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