08-07-2006, 11:24 PM
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Runaway
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Join Date: 18 Nov 2004
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In these memoirs of a fool.....
My Friend (MADE MAN)
Billy Falcon
I wrote ten thousand poems for girls
Who couldn’t shine your shoes
You are so good to me, yet not a single line for you
That might say somethin’ about me
Don’t even wanna think about, baby
There’s still a line or two
Of poetry that I haven’t used
In these memoirs of a fool
I saved the most precious words for you
You’re my friend, yea
You’re my friend, yea
Pages of tortured verse
A sad song is easy to rhyme
Lonely becomes a friend
When you been so many times
Feel like I should apologize,
It’s taken me so long
To write your song
Baby, there’s still a line or two
Of poetry that I haven’t used
In these memoirs of a fool
I saved the most precious words for you
You’re my friend, yea
You’re my friend, yea
You can count on me to be there
You can count on me to be there
You’re my friend, yea
You’re my friend, yea
You’re my friend, yea
Sample the music:
http://www.billyfalcon.com/music.html
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