Night Club Hangover, by Freddie Thackery Subscribe to rss feed for Freddie Thackery

I saw you on the dancefloor,
The psychedelic chessboard,
I checked your mate,
Whilst really watching you.
You caught my eye,
One hyperbolic heartbeat,
Was this a sine?
I exat for the loo.

We left The Underpass,
A seedy shoddy nightclub,
We took the lift,
And headed for your ma's
We fondled fondly, 
I flocked about wallpaper,
We talked about the vices
Of Yale constructed bra's

We whirred and wheeled,
Whirligigged and windmilled,
My gimballs gimballed,
We swat ourselves a lake.
And dear Enola, 
Then you dropped the bombshell.
The bitterest pill,
Was the one you didn't take.

Chorus (?)

Elle and Musk
After Dusk.
From Rhino Tusk
To Farleys Rusk.
Posted: 2008-11-03 22:50:21 UTC

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2008-12-11 01:11:49Zarissa
I DONT GET IT

2009-09-01 19:44:40 ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~
LOL