Nirvana - Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip |
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Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip
Nirvana It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend. that you're only supposed to use once and then discard. My shyness, pet her flow. even though we haven't had sex for a week. She's only been five months late, And my heart's made my A meal a day, a meal, I say. She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer. Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis. She's only five weeks late, and I haven't had a date forever ever...ever...forever! Wish I had more...more opportunity, more chances to remember some things so I couldn't have so much pressure on my... on my...on my, um...ah, on my...um...um...head. and so much more input, so much more creative flow, We'd have so much more diversity, if we had someone in school, a (GIT) GIT...geeks...in...town. Ha!...Come on, Dave, think of one Girls In Trouble It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels No, GWC Fuck, man, this is a waste of time! You're personally responsible for (laughs) One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh! the entire strip...to be washed away flowed through the strip and were set on fire. cleansed...as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom, It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight. and his...silk and he...he erected a beautiful city a city of stars |
