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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
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I dreamed of you in the taxi I paid my dollars to be there A barren shack In a barren place Chickens outside the room Making a fool of myself Not knowing the rules Life isn't like that Love for twelve hours I was too eager to care And the state of my chest That morning |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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ouch...well, we are all fools at one time or another...it's okay..I'm there with ya  |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Only a fool dreams of a woman he has never seen with money In a cab he does not know and he is 18 It is like turning up in a cellar in Wardour Street Soho and then Little Richard turned up and you could have skated across the floor on the sweat. My words were Singapore just after 60's and the "Emergency" and the "Riots". Dave |
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