| Fragments from a fictional Fifties |
[May. 16th, 2009|03:02 pm] |
Suddenly, I'm coming up with be-bop lyrics.
F'rinstance:
Grab an Uzi, Miss Suzy We're going over the top Grab an Uzi, Miss Suzy We're going over the top Grab an Uzi, Miss Suzy We got bogies to drop.
... or ...
You know I'm surly when it's early And I hate it when it's late I get mean in between But otherwise I'm great ... |
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You know I'm surly when it's early And I hate it when it's late I get mean in between But otherwise I'm great ...
I may have to steal that one of these days... may I? | |