Friday, June 17, 2011

Got Legs?

He got legs. She got legs.





She's got legs, she knows how to use them.
She never begs, she knows how to coose them.
She's holdin' leg wonderin' how to feel them.
Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
She's my baby, she's my baby,
yeah, it's alright.

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Snow day

Snow is sprinkling down and the piano fingers sprinkle the key boards in the background. Moody Friday.