Blanche 333, you are my little yellow feet
You are my legs
But mostly you are my KNEES
The place of my music alone… 🙂
We drive, we think, we fix and we figure…Together
At 4am, you’re always there to take me where-ever I wanna go
You make a third of my liberty, 2/3rds of my happiness is derived from my liberty
It was one bloody night
Panic, how many times do we all take our eye off the ball for just a second?
3 to 6
Oh and I didn’t know about them ones!
Why why why did I not listen to myself and the others???, and not bloody go!!!!!
Don’t take my legs, or my feet please
You’ll bring me to my KNEES
It wasn’t me in that subdued, easily forgotten outfit!
I wasn’t there, and nor was my buckle!