Thursday, March 5, 2009

when i wake up, blackout drunk, i still see your face,
in the taxi picking you up from my place.
and with a wave, you drive away, the tail lights fade,
shooting off like a star in outer space.

so i make a wish, and watch it fall,
with the sound of a swish from a basketball,
then the game breaks out into a brawl,
who won? i cant recall.

cause i get a little blinded, once in a while,
but when i think of you i smile.

you bust tables, i sell cars, we both have to sweep,
i wake up when youre going to sleep.
but ill kiss you good morning if you'll kiss me good night,
and we can both hold on real tight.

well i go a little crazy, once in a while,
but when i think of you i smile.

and soon 9-1-1, you'll probably dial,
but when i think of you i smile.

posted by Colin  # 1:10 AM

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