Sitting Back

Bandiras86

While sitting back in the bus                 I saw sweety lass in front of us

She seems to be like that                      the falling blond hair over her cat

Extremely beautifull and fair                   you can't find such a girl elsewhere 

Curiously, I turned left and right             I still can't see the sight

Once looking here and once there           doing anything just to see her

Watch your steps; Watch your steps         Thanks for joining our trips

That's what the driver say                        it is time of truth; it is time to pray

But what the hell of what I've seen          ugly one need to be cleaned

Yes mate you should be blind                 If you are sitting behind

Be the first in everything you do              not a bad one believing voodoo

 

 

 

  • Author: Bandiras86 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 12th, 2011 11:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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