Boy there you order service 507
Silly head thought it’d be a fly to heaven
But boy there you supper with a sinner
A restaurant Silver Mirror
You’re the well – known – one
And your boss’s got a belly
No one‘d dare to tell him
And he paid said I paid for what I said hey
The elevator that is coming down makes clear
Silence sometimes is a sound
So what did I think forcing Gin
Who have I played
Consuming your kisses
That knew how to betray
Hey there I paid for what I said babe
Sniffin' powder and that another guy
Now you can't say I didn't try
I'm a service boy
I'm a dear to a guy who couldn't try hard
Livin' shellfish on my plate
But livin' selfish never dared
So what did I think diving in a hotel room sheet
Boy gotta mud on my feet so what did I think
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Drazen Boskic.
Published on e-Stories.org on 08.06.2006.
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