заставил меня вспомнить несколько любимых песен: ... I look at the floor, and I see it needs sweeping, while my guitar gently weeps. ... You move with the action, You loosen my strings. Your fingers can smooth out my jangles, and all those things. ... Somebody stole my guitar, Took it from the back seat of my car.
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Date: 03/10/2013 20:23 (UTC)no subject
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Date: 03/10/2013 20:37 (UTC)...
I look at the floor, and I see it needs sweeping,
while my guitar gently weeps.
...
You move with the action,
You loosen my strings.
Your fingers can smooth out my jangles,
and all those things.
...
Somebody stole my guitar,
Took it from the back seat of my car.
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Date: 03/10/2013 21:21 (UTC)boudoir,
Baby, you have a possibility play it
with me...
битлы вертелись в голове, угу )
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Date: 04/10/2013 06:11 (UTC)baby you can drive my car :)
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Date: 04/10/2013 02:16 (UTC)no subject
Date: 04/10/2013 06:59 (UTC)no subject
Date: 05/10/2013 10:54 (UTC)