I can't really remember, but I don't resent.
In between parties, you're like a work week.
In between poppies, our hearts each other seek.
To call like a loon, and find a lover soon.
You be the little spoon, and lets lay until noon.
For winter is coming, and I'll need your heat,
Your heart is humming, you love this retreat.
Off you I'll eat chocolate, kisses won't stain.
It's not wrapped up tight, but baby its your candy cane.
I don't do this often, november told me too.
I don't know what love is, but it's most likely you.
Five songs that rocked the one one:
"Girl your bootys so swollen, how you get dem jeans around it"
"Call me scotty cause girl im bout to beam up"
The goal when you mash up a classically trained Swedish multi-instrumentalist with a guy who pees on 16 year-olds is to start a party. All I wanna do when I hear this is drink falling champagne in slow motion.
"Your happy but I'm stuck with you"
"The step I take is the step to you and I want you to wait cause I'm always late"
I don't know who is gonna have my baby, I feel excited and sorry for them at the same time. My dick feels great but my fertilized seed feels like shitting out a butternut squash. The day I finally slide one past the goalie this will be the theme song. It's too damn good to be a downer, as long as the little one has ten fingers.
///: Lil Wanye: Break Up
"I'm here to distinguish the bears from the penguins"
"Elevator in my crib cause its five floors, I'm not expecting you to have one inside yours"
Bangladesh brings back the drums from "A Milli" and smokes more weed before filling in the instrumentals. Wayne makes very little sense but still manages to hop scotch all over the beat like the private school girl you know its illegal to fantasize over. There are other contributors but I'm too lazy to type their young money handles.
"Now I'm just crazy and totally mad, ya now I'm just crazy and fucked in the head."
This song is the perfect way to help cut through the early morning winter sunshine that tries to so diligently to pry your hangover through your forehead. Skwint, shiver, take a drag and sing along. There are few things I want more at any given moment than a pizza and a bottle of wine. Come on, come on, come on.
""
There's more than just november here, ya there is about ten novembers in here. This song is the audio equivalent of seeing the blurry complicated perspective of life as a youth clear up into a black and white mosiac of what matters and what doesn't. And a really good song to do dishes to.
Have a good friday friends
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