(no subject)
a coupula nites ago:
You get Two for Flinchin’
Fancy clothes and cigarillos,
(all six of them)
Rolled two tightly.
You’re not allowed any red wine tonight.
Because
It’s not the night for dee-jaying on itunes
And crying in your soup
Over drunken cigarette breaks
And songs to “get you through”
Why?
because We’re gonna take a ride
And (if the fleas don’t eat us alive)
Spend some more time
Making seconds over which to relive
You get Two for Flinchin’
Fancy clothes and cigarillos,
(all six of them)
Rolled two tightly.
You’re not allowed any red wine tonight.
Because
It’s not the night for dee-jaying on itunes
And crying in your soup
Over drunken cigarette breaks
And songs to “get you through”
Why?
because We’re gonna take a ride
And (if the fleas don’t eat us alive)
Spend some more time
Making seconds over which to relive