title of the song

May 14, 2008 14:35

I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love,
As she lies here beside me asleep with the night.
Her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow,
Reflecting the flow of the winter moonlight.

But I've got to creep down the alley way,
Fly down the highway,
Before they come to catch me I'll be gone.
Somewhere they can't find me.

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virtu May 15 2008, 02:12:56 UTC
i got 99 problems, and a bitch is one.

nicely played.

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darkveggie May 15 2008, 03:54:35 UTC
do you mean the wordplay, or do you mean that i actually have girl problems now? because i am mildly bothered by the problems in my life which involve girls, who just happen to be as of the canine persuasion.

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