Friday 20 November 2009 photo 1/1
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But what sense does it make
When I feel like a fake
When I'm saying to you all be good for goodness sake?
Words, I like to break 'em
Words, I'd like to shake 'em
Shake 'em from my troublesome mind
And why? Heaven knows
It's a joke I suppose
but baby, I'm the worrying kind...
Annons