I want
it just right.
I want
her right there.
I want it real loud.
I'll watch... people stare.
I got a half-smile.
It's half under-re-pair.
Now that you
know that, you
still wanna go there?
*
Beatle
songs all night.
" i saw her standing there. "
She plays 'em real loud.
She'll watch... people stare.
She leans a lot left.
She calls it laissez-faire.
She's plenty of
hipster
plenty of red hair.
*
I got my
rag jeans.
She's quoting Baudelaire.
We likes it.
Real loud.
We'll watch... but we don't care.
Lets walk this half road.
Half under-re-pair.
Hell
or mercy-bound
We're maybe.... half-there.
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