Where were you on that snowy Monday
When the power popped off and was dead
I was sewing together a new shirt
With old dirty songs in my head
Kerosene smells and dim dim flickering flame
I knew you weren't to blame
For the fever that shook me to my core
I went to bed and waited for the light to sneak through the crack of the dingy dingy door
The dreams were replete with silly silly dancing girls and a dirty song in my head.
March 6, 2009 WBA
When the power popped off and was dead
I was sewing together a new shirt
With old dirty songs in my head
Kerosene smells and dim dim flickering flame
I knew you weren't to blame
For the fever that shook me to my core
I went to bed and waited for the light to sneak through the crack of the dingy dingy door
The dreams were replete with silly silly dancing girls and a dirty song in my head.
March 6, 2009 WBA
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