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
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.