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Holding on, hold it high, show me everything
And I'm never really sure if you'll take
What I'm saying the right way...
But I'm not appalled or afraid
Verbal pocket play is as discreet as I can muster up to be
Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back
It isn't me - oh no, no, no it isn't me
I'm more at home in my galaxie...
Can I do the things I wanna do
That I don't do because of you
And I'll take a left, then I'll second guess into a total mess...
I'm more at home in my galaxie
Hey boy take a look at me...let me dirty up your mind...
Damn, how late do you stay up.......?¤ ¤ credit: Art Metcalf | 10.30.02 at 04:31 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
Very -- never left college hours. But you can do that when you work at home. ;-)¤ ¤ credit: robyn | 10.30.02 at 04:37 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
I don't know what I'll do when I have to join the real world and get up in the designated "a.m." hours!!¤ ¤ credit: Susan | 10.30.02 at 04:48 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
I have worked rotating shifts (days to afternoons to midnights and so forth) for over five years now......
Started in the Navy and continued into the real (but higher paying) world....
That's my excuse. I kind of like rotating around like that. It gives me time to do things....¤ ¤ credit: Art Metcalf | 10.30.02 at 04:57 AM | link--this ¤ ¤
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All old ping links have been removed from this blog. Die spammers, die!
Hey pretty, don't you wanna take a ride with me through my world?
Psssssst...pass it on!
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