| My Mom
Caleb eat pretzel.l... we have pretzels...me and caleb starts laughing
She looks confused
...They were pistachios
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I was telling my mom this guy was like a puppet being under the control of somone
....my mommy "a puppy?" |
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| Sunday was the day of rest
Now its one more day for progress
But we can't slow down
Cause more is best
All in the process
But I miss Mayberry
Sittin on the porch drinking ice cold Cherry --- Coke
Where everything was black & white
Pickin on a Six String
People pass by and you call them by their first name
Watching the clouds roll by
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| And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just the chance that maybe we’ll find better days |
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The Damage Daniel and I did in Dallas
...How am I going to make rent? |
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