Monday, February 25, 2013

Hold On

With Charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
She went and took that California trip
Well, the moon was gold,
Hair like wind
She said don't look back just
Come on Jim
.....
By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But it's so hard to dance that way
When it's cold and there's no music
When your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head there's a record playing
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