Bumped My Oboe Against the Doir
looking like it should be something special
the right night for us
the need to love
make's this something special
look to the morning
from the crack of dawning
sweet the night with music
sweet the night with love
ah I know you see the morning
thank god
each morning
after your morning kisses
you worrk the day away
do you look for the music
to sooth the nights until morning
do you dance the night's away
from worded by whishpers, a song from the movie Slassic.....
it played in the scene where the six giuy's were working on the alternater on the new tracter, when the tracter broke, he told the staff they were tracters: and to start digging the taters while the machine was being fix....
the mechcanic in the green jumper said" he pulled his D*$k out and started P$ssing in front of me, talking about the economy, I cursed him like he was Satan, that son of a bi$tch don't know who he's messing with!"
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