Not Homeless,
Not Homeless,
Im ok babe currently,
When my wife run off with wife stealin cousin Wayne,
she thought about it once again,
and to me a letter wrote ,
gave me her house,
she gets my vote,
My sweet Christine,
sublime....
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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