Just Something Fun To Kick-Off The Weekend.
Can’t Go Wrong With A Little BECK, Riiiight???
RIIIIIIIGHT!!!! 😀
-B.
“She’s Got A Cigarette On Each Arm.
She’s Got The Lily-White Cavity Crazes.
She’s Got A Carborator Tied To The Moon.
Pink Gods Looking To The Fruit Of The Ages. …“
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“…She’s Alone In The New Pollution.
She’s Alone In The New Pollution. …“
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“…She’s Got A Hand On A Wheel Of Pain.
She Can Talk To The Mangling Strangers.
She Can Sleep In A Fiery Barn.
Throwing Troubles To The Dying Embers. …“
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“…She’s Alone In The New Pollution.
She’s Alone In The New Pollution. …“
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SO…
…On My Way Home Tonight…
…I Had My Tunes A Kickin’.
The Top Was Down On The Mustang.
The Cool Breeze Was Blowin’ Through My Hair.
The Sun Was Shining Bright.
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