Walked across the room
In a neon light
Dark pair of shades
Blocking out the night
Smoke ring blowing
White Owl Panatella
There wasn't a thing
That man couldn't sell you
He kept a 45 in a Crown Royal bag
Wiped the fingerprints off
Handed me the rag
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
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