The Paper Thin MotelI lay here in the dark at the paper thin motel. Drinking gin and listening to the rain drop on the dark tin roof.The Paper Thin Motel
But then next door, through the half open door, was the sound of love.
It echoed through the hall and bounced off the walls.
How much I showed you love, or how much I spent my money. you still got away, didn't you honey?
For men in ferraris and hair full of grease. All whom you desired and wanted to piece. You with your full grown chest, they had the
hands and you did the rest. As time goes by, it all seems to fade. All the times with you and the love that we made. I remem
The vocabulary of a chem prof.As they sit in their chairs, working on new maths. we don't see, but we know they're there, just sitting up there in their chair. Our ears do the math. We know their reactions, to those crazy computer machines and other contraptions.The vocabulary of a chem prof.
A vocabulary of four and sometimes more, comes out and breaks the silence in the air. It rings through our ears and the things we hear, they definitely know a woman isn't near. Of course we
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