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The Swinger

gotta get out of this place to many now know my face dressed from head to toe in my leather and lace trying hard to run at a fast and steady pace I just know I just gotta get out of this place the booze the men all getting on my case music's blare all such a disgrace want the world to just go away at a faster pace leave me here to die with such a sad looking grin on face knowing I have to just gotta get out of this place money in the jar for just in case daughter's picture surrounded by flower vase I don't care if I been maced another day I walk in disgrace just knowing I just gotta get out of this place around the bend she hit second base a safe haven without a trace of this gal and her leather and lace dancing and hitting the clubs of distaste for she finally made it out of this place Tribute To Those Getting Out Of The Dancing In Clubs

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 11/10/2008 8:45:00 PM
Katherine I know what your saying here. Brought back memories of those women and men trapped looking for love in all the wrong places Michael Torres
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Date: 11/7/2008 12:32:00 PM
It's so difficult to break free of being caught in a trap. So many wrong paths to choose. Bravo to those who find their way out. Love, Shar
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