Saw a great show tonight at a pretty cool rockabilly bar. Tunnel of Love and Garage Dogs and another band who aren't really worth remembering. There was a girl at the show who kept giving me the eyes. I ran away.
I was so proud of myself for that, walking away from a girl at a show instead of falling in love with her.
But, then I met a girl on the bus home, I wiped my nose on my arm and she gave me her number anyway. What can I say, when you got it, you got it...
I was so proud of myself for that, walking away from a girl at a show instead of falling in love with her.
But, then I met a girl on the bus home, I wiped my nose on my arm and she gave me her number anyway. What can I say, when you got it, you got it...