My old lady's on the other side of town. With her ex boyfriend. Drinking again, drinking again. So you choose to lose someone who loves you. And a real good friend. For a bottle of gin, a bottle
Could it be your nice silky tone. Oh that makes me want you girl. Distant nights spent love on the phone. As I touch myself, how I want you more. The mood evokes, incense smoke. And I'm burning u