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yendiThe harder they come, the harder they fall.
I never say maybe and I go for it all
Just like the sound of electric guitars
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Senorita Solitaire,
You've got a certain kind of savoir faire
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Put me into you,
Like a flesh tatoo.
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Yeah, I love the music of the '80s. Wanna make something of it?
I never say maybe and I go for it all
Just like the sound of electric guitars
________________________________
Senorita Solitaire,
You've got a certain kind of savoir faire
________________________________
Put me into you,
Like a flesh tatoo.
________________________________
Yeah, I love the music of the '80s. Wanna make something of it?
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Re:
Date: 2002-08-06 12:01 pm (UTC)My only regret in the car was that I couldn't sing along. The evil Martian Death Cold had a grip on my voice, and I could barely talk, let alone attempt to sing (not that I'm particularly on-key normally).
I do miss having a stereo in my car. I'm back to driving Lolita, and so I am musicless. I only have the soundtrack in my head to keep me company.