Why couldn't you be dealing drugs like normal people?

Snyder ,'Empty Places'


Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach  

There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.

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P.M. Marc - Dec 09, 2008 5:46:30 pm PST #10003 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Time to get down on the dancefloor over at P.M. Marcontell "Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!" Dec 9, 2008 7:45:27 pm PST


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