I could get used to the easiness of spring. I was happy in the middle of the day, and got no job I got no place to stay. But I know somebody who likes it that way cause
All of the work and the worry in the world don't bother me and my weekday girl.
She doesn't sleep much but she is always dreaming. Wake up at sunrise and terrorize the evening. It's not easy to see her clearly. Bright sun cigarette smoke and mirrors on the ceiling still
I've done my part there's nothing left to learn, just takes one afternoon with my weekday girl
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