theduke

You looked into my eyes and you smiled at me
We've had a drink or two, it's good to be free
Did I ever say you look like Anna Friel
As I lean in and try to cop a feel

You say to me no way
But your scent begs for me to stay
You want to go and find your sister
I say that's fine if we play twister

And I am trying to explain that a Comfortable Screw Against the Wall is a cocktail

Found this in an old notebook of mine and made me laugh. Love finding the crap I wrote when I was sixteen

Speaking of which, my poor taste wasn't limited to just songwriting, check this pic out:



Man, how did I lose my viginity at fourteen looking like that?! She must of thought she was converting a gay or something.