Some creepy kinda wonderful

I am talking

cross-ways, and

my mind is so – so operating

Let’s not now starting getting wasted,

spoiled and done.

Wouldcha please

leave me out of your nightmares?

Let me bribe you:

I got my drunken Dollars

right here for you.

Can you sing back to me another time again:

You are impossible

to not fall in love with.

I freelance on Bourbon tonite

singing myself to myself

(and to you of course, too).

I am so much as to

streetwise-wise

broke and broken

but still

swinging to the swing

rocking down the alleys

conquering your beautiful heart

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