You're crawling up slowly,
you're so crazy, got me wrapped
around bare bones and sweet divine
Caroline,
will you please be mine?
Summer time, sweet molasses,
look at those fine asses
Miss Caroline, won't you please.
Please, be mine?
Please, be mine...
Please...
Oh, Miss Caroline,
Oh, Miss Caroline.
There's a bay down by the garage,
shall we go, shall we follow
that lonely old man down
the shallow slopes?















Comments
the rhythm to it awsome
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"friends of the devil but twice as mean"- Cry-Baby
i wish i was better at writing lyrics and that i could play some sort of a musical instrument. i'd love to make music.
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.I can't untangle what I feel and what would matter most.
And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me.
Now there's just no point in reaching out for you..
and, i get a similar joy from the mini-movie...ah dear.
thanks. i'm pretty sure it's fm thing cause it's all i've been listening to at home so.....but. sometimes the only way to learn something is to emulate something you appreciate/enjoy. *Shrugs*
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.I can't untangle what I feel and what would matter most.
And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me.
Now there's just no point in reaching out for you..
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how many times
must I tell you
whatever blossoms
is rooted in the dark.
-Ed Ochester, The Muse, Unreconstructed.
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.I can't untangle what I feel and what would matter most.
And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me.
Now there's just no point in reaching out for you..
I'm glad you like it, and I wish I was a better lyricist.
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.I can't untangle what I feel and what would matter most.
And I'm not proud that nothing will seem easy about me.
Now there's just no point in reaching out for you..
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