Song Walk On The Wild Side - Lou Reed. Holly came from Miami F. L. A. Hitch-hiked her way across the U. S. A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way. Shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said, hey
Frustration. In my lexicon of hate. I see you with your portraiture. Does he love you?. Does he love you too?. The brush strokes. Kiss your breasts and toes. I cry icicles in my stein. The hea
The man has a gun. He knows how to use it. Nine millimeter browning. Let's see what he can do. He'll point at your mouth. Say that he'll blow your brains out. Don't you mess with me. Carrying a