Heh. Now, if only DJs would tell you the names of the songs they play. Or, if in fact, DJs actually existed at 4:00 AM on Sunday… (Badly-remembered lyrics:)
The freckles on her chestPosted by mike at February 15, 2004 06:25 PM | Kentucky 2004 , Music | TrackBack
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The dirt on her knees
Her pants at her feet