9:23 pm / 25.05.04

the ladies room smelles of marijuana and lipstick

and black booted battling beauty sang

and lipped words to me through

thigh long microphone wires.

If i could stay with you tonight

my life would be just fine

and if you could sleep in my arms

it all would be alright.

the denium boy a devilish grin

a dancing girl with emo hair clips

and the black booted battling beauty sang

to me.

and she lifted her skirt to show us herself

her lyrical genuis

her smirking smile

my life would be fine if you stayed tonight.

my life would be a metric memory if

you slept near me tonight.

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