the piece of me that bleeds
i need.i need
we deed em the lead em episode
they know
they show
vietnam vets to go
was i low in the know me?
i chris bowen am an apple kid
i remember flipped lids and not enough to eat
i remember the sexy treat of dixie as little debbie snack cakes
and the back ache
for goodness sake
wheres the wake?
ok, im a lay but the play doesnt happen
were serious
in the aspen
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