Hey, yeah I feel her hair slap in my face It makes me smile She slides her arms around my waist Tighter every mile Her lips are against my ear I grab
Hey I feel her hair slappin' my face It makes me smile She slides her arms around my waist Tighter every mile Her lips are against my ear I grab the clutch
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my pleasures where and how I will, Be they disgraceful or distasteful or distilled And to be frank I find that life has more appeal Without a driver who
Hey I feel her hair slappin' my face It makes me smile She slides her arms around my waist Tighter every mile Her lips are against my ear I grab the
Im driving, half alive and beaten down because I've been falling, and it won't be long before I hit the ground. This heart is aching for Your touch because