my fingers are sore, my voice is too.

Oct 13, 2005 12:34

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toxicsully October 13 2005, 11:15:49 UTC
"you were fresh off the boat from virginia
I had a year in new york city under my belt
we met in a plane
we were both 19
I remember where we were standing
I remember how it felt
2 little girls growing out of their training bras
this little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws
2 girls together
just a little less alone
this little girl cries wee wee
all the way home"

I've seen too many girls "Cry wee wee" all the way home.

So last night, we must have been in different "Down towns" or at different times, from 6:30 to 7:30 I'm pretty sure I was the only prick patroling from subway to vilage looking into everystore window in between.

It felt good to get some air. See you around.

Oh, and I'm curious to see how your going to pull off dressing up as our fair lady Ani, godspeed.

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randaeleven October 13 2005, 15:16:37 UTC
i think this is teh only person whos lyrics you could post so much of and i actually read.

Randa

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