Monday, March 26, 2007

She.

She loves to party, loves to have a good time
She looks so hearty, feeling fine
She'd be laughing when there ain't no joke !
She hasn't got no money and wants to get high
She looks hideous
She has seen more hotels than your tour suitcases
Maybe someday She'll be lost and can't find her way to safety
She keeps her head up in the space like a satellite, because she has got an insatiable appetite for staying out late
She stays on the move
She's looking for a someplace to stay
She's out flirting now
She's a warm person when she's not fiending, swearing and cursing behind the curtains
She's really hurting
She, without sin, will spark the first stone
She rises and she falls like a star
She plays like a broken guitar
She.

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