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Falling for Roy (Lyric) by Engelbert Humpalot

I'm falling! I'm falling! Falling in the gutter for you! Golden days before they close Give me time to get a dose Of amber nectar coursing down my gullet. A candy-coloured clown they call the sandman Comes each night to pour booze down my throat And sometimes makes me throw up on my coat. I'm running scared, yes running scared, That the bar will close before I'm there And then I'll be in a fuck of a mess.

Edna Sweetlove 14-Aug-06/1:13 PM
Fabulous. Roy Orbison (old wall-eye) was a god.




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