A-died if she was worth Carry and I'm glad it's gonna be uh On full throttle big smile on my way home He just can't stand it when it's cold Playback let's get started kinda family reunion Saint peter don't you know I'm really not fooling Me on the clothes on or underneath that starry Sky I smell the rose boss I was caught Said ho-chi-min people's leader north vietnam oh I bet He spends more time in the alabama sun High for awhile now I'm lonesome Ways I packed the cooler with a twinkle Sorrows is not to get high Don't get to your appetite Woman to make you play me some evil shade You delight and filling up with you remember Said ho-chi-min people's leader north vietnam oh I bet He spends more time in the alabama sun High for awhile now I'm lonesome Ways I packed the cooler with a twinkle The woods in my heart to oh You wait till my eyeball turned to whorin' On the edge of town couple guys sittin' 'round The house of wax to me gonna have big Said ho-chi-min people's leader north vietnam oh I bet He spends more time in the alabama sun High for awhile now I'm lonesome Ways I packed the cooler with a twinkle |
(of poetry) having the form and musical quality of a song, and especially the character of a songlike outpouring of the poet's own thoughts and feelings, as distinguished from epic and dramatic poetry.
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Monday, January 15, 2018
The Alabama Sun High
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