February 2012
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All blowed up like a loud mouth pup, never been in...
But if you’re going to bark at the big dog, boy, then you’re gonna get to feel the bite.
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Let you rest your head on me, if that's what you...
When you think about me, do you think about...
Do you think about my old truck, think about the stars in the sky?
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory.
Like a soundtrack to a November Saturday night.
Not every day you hang out with the Harlem Globetrotters.