(Difford/Tilbrook). . He drove up to the motel. In his town and country car. He watched the working women. With the field hands from the farm. He walked into the lobby. With his pleased to see
Come on baby why the long face. You're messing up my headspace. . Now I can see you've had a long day. Let's talk about it anyway. . Hey, there's a million ways to do the same thing. Don't you
Did somebody tell you what I couldn't tell you?. I hope they did. (I hope they didn't. ). . Will I learn to regret it, or should I forget it?. Whatever this is- it feels electric. . You shot me