Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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What they say about Wendy
Well the same goes for Sue
And the story of Francine
Is equally true
There’s many bottles in the fridge
Jane and Bryant on TV
And this is last you kind folks are going to see of me

Call up William and don’t delay
And tell him he can come to stay
It makes perfect sense to me
We just do what comes naturally

There is a home for fallen angels
Or at least I’ve heard it said
There’s a place under the stairs you could call a bed
For You, Me and Willy and all the junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels
For You, Me and Willy and all the junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels

All summer long we rolled the dice
And the pricks of pain
They were equally nice
Might not happen again
But it happened once
The nights were warm and the days were lost
Even when every room was spinning
We read cheap romantic suburban sex fiction

Call up William and don’t delay
And tell him he can come to stay
It makes perfect sense to me
We just do what comes naturally

There is a home for fallen angels
Or at least I’ve heard it said
There’s a place under the stairs you could call a bed
For You, Me and Willy and all the junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels
For You, Me and Willy and all the junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels

Making love with the Angel of Doom
Every night She’s in my room
She makes perfect sense to me
She don’t care what becomes of me

There is a home for fallen angels
Or at least I’ve heard it said
There’s a place under the stairs you could call a bed
For You, Me and Willy and all that junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels
For You, Me and Willy and all that junk in our heads
There is a home for fallen angels

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