Jail Break Love

pots were flying across the kitchen
i was blowing smoke rings
something about how i never listen
much to do, original sin

one good turn
apples peaches pears and plums
you'd think i'd learn
not to mix coke with rum

floppy sox, and a pony tail
spent half my life in jail
no wonder my eyes are crossed
watching dishes get tossed

in a sea of rinds and glass
a homemade skating rink
i started to mightily laugh
i love living in stink

come here baby lets cut the rug
get real close
strike the pose
lets make some jail break love

floppy sox, and a pony tail
spent half my life in jail
no wonder my eyes are crossed
watching dishes get tossed

strike the pose
lets make some jail break love

© 2005 by rittman

® 2005 by random noise music




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