Friday, December 16, 2011

D(A)MN (I) (L)OVE INDONESI(A)


 

i wanna be your vacuum cleaner
breathing in your dust
i wanna be your Ford Cortina
i will never rust
if you like your coffee hot
let me be your coffee pot
you call the shots, babe
i just wanna be yours
I'm going back to 505 If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive In my imagination, youre waitin' lyin' on your side With your hands between your thighs

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