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Talk to myself at seven o' clock
Rattle my can at nine
Talk to the guards at eleven o' clock
My baby's heart's divine
When I'm (always) thinking of her
With her soul so true,
I always think, her and me
Together, baby Sue
- by ranassasin |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/15/2009 |
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- Title: Baby Sue
- Artist: ranassasin
- Description: You'll see!
- Date: 10/15/2009
- Tags: prison life
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Comments (3 Comments)
- eina540 - 10/28/2009
- love it... 4 star
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- gothic_smiley_face - 10/17/2009
- I agree with Perma
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- Perma - 10/16/2009
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I like it! biggrin
short, sweet, and to the point.
4.5/5 - Report As Spam
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