Not Bliss
after my wife left me,
i had 8 women on the go,
guess that makes me a so n so,
but i was lonesome, missed,
but i wasn't to find bliss,
so lonesome stays with this,
i know....
Don
called em all mate?
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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