Spill the Milk
sharper turn page has been turned
Allanis Morrisette..,
blosomed to behold;
shouts of chard relish above
count me through the surface fly
benefit of a twist of the eye...
Bobby Flav, the emmense of the eye,
walk through the flame let me be the first to explain
sought at reach to the corner of the room,
blast from the past a nickel bag
brighten the applause
lunch time...work time & explosion inside
memory to win...
Spin the applause
Spill the milk
it's 4'clock somewhere..,
the ace is spade
furniture rock on the planet zero
hot fashionable excuse
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