All I had to do was drive..
We only have ourselves to blame
I can still feel the shadow of your touch,
Taste the passion of your kiss
some people use the term muse
lookin’ for a lover who will come on in and cover me
The minister’s wife
you still won’t understand
New Orleans, Louisiana
There’s a special hustle spirit in someone who will endure not only a marathon of spontaneous dance routines, but do so in the early summer humidity of the Big Easy
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