In a mansion high the young man stood. Ready to join his companions good. Outside the scent of Magnolia blossoms. Down streets of gold the children were racin'.
last call, he was sick of it all. asleep at home. told you off and goodbye. well you know one day it'll come to haunt you. that you didn't tell him quite the truth.
First I learned to crawl. And then some other strokes. I can never remember any real good jokes. . Do you feel like swimming?. Do you feel like swimming?.