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I write my own songs as a hobby. I believe music is one of the spices of life that everyone can enjoy. Most of my close friends have heard this song and they like it. This is an old version of it so bear with me.
Thinkin Bout You Makes Me Wanna Grab Another Deuce-Deuce
thinkin bout you makes me wanna grab another deuce deuce
let loose my mind
fall behind
to the next thing I wanna do
put on a song
sing to myself
and wonder where the time is gonna go
got no tears to cry
they’ve all been spent
my body’s broken
and my mind is bent
don’t know what will happen
get me outta this trap
guess I’ll shoot a game a pool
hot wings come by
with a pretty waitress holdin
one more round for the boys
she winks at me
mysteriously
I turn my head and sigh
she’s not you
and I’m not him
told myself
this wouldn’t happen again
but here I am
stuck in this mess
and my heart wants to confess
got no tears to cry
I’m by myself
don’t know what to do
with my new found wealth
can’t have you
and don’t know why
so I hang my head to sigh
how can love
be so foul
and tame a man to doubt
the power of a woman
in his arms
and go another bout
she hurt me bad
at least she’s still sane
heart hurtin her
from these foolish games
I’m not myself
and she know’s why
as I hang my head to sigh
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" yer damned if you do and yer damned if you don't "
-Bart Simpson
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