Sunday 27 December 2009

Bedrock



hopeless romantic- endlessly smitten
I'm illmatic and everyone else it was written
on the wall that's where the writing be
telling you being true comes easily
I would leave if I could but this lovings just too good
you call me and i come and you come before i leave
all that's left in my head are memories of you and me
so before my flight leaves, baby take those jeans off
back-forth-low and on top, we can make the bed rock

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