Come on over, take one foot and follow the yellow brick road in downsize and realize the process, when the afternoon days were soaked up in the best sunlight ever lived, how many chicks who wear something in colorful boots and cowgirl hats, someone like that who got the northeast dance moves into the spotlight stage, ooh ah, ooh ah, let's do it, her sweeten smiles become small town beautifully and wise, her lollipop lips were naked and baked in the deeper thought, ooh ah, ooh ah, let's do it. Be like a woman who speaks in the tune of words coming out easily, she winks and blinks several times a row, until she sings unbelievable and unachievable gift, her voice would be melt like a humongous butter constantly
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-29-18
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