me oh my with apple pie, with trains and planes and rockets how did get here? why did we go there?
oh me oh my.
with hopes and dreams we had some pets why don't
we just have some ... how did we get there? why did we go there? oh me oh my.
with old guitars, bleached with sand, why don't you just hold my ... how did we get here? why did we go there? oh me oh my.
song lyrics, salty but sweet too. my focus...my son.
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WELL KENNY YOU ARE ON THE ROAD TO RECOVERY BUD. SOUNDING BETTER EACH DAY. RESENTMENT IS NOT FOR HIPPIES
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