I think she was a middle distance runner the translation wasnt clear could be a budding stately hero international competition in a year she was a good enough reason for a party well, you couldnt keep up on a hard track mile while she ran a perfect circle. and she wore a perfect smile in budapest.. hot night in budapest we had to cozzy up in the old gymnasium dusting off the mandolins and checking on the gear she was helping out at the backstage stopping hearts and chilling beer yes, and her legs went on for ever like staring up at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea hot night in budapest you could cut the heat, peel it back with the wrong side of a knife feel it blowing from the sidefills feel like you were playing for your life if not the money hot night in budapest she bent down to fill the ice box and stuffed some more warm white wine in like some weird unearthly vision wearing only tshirt, pants and skin you know, it rippled, just a hint of muscle but the boys and me were heading west so we left her to the late crew and a hot night in budapest it was a hot night in budapest she didnt speak much english language she didnt speak much anyway she wouldnt make love, but she could make good sandwich and she poured sweet wine before we played hey budapest lets watch her now i thought i saw her at the late night restaurant she would have sent blue shivers down the wall but she didnt grace our table in fact, she wasnt there at all yes, and her legs went on forever like staring up at infinity her heart was spinning to the west lands and she didnt care to be that night in budapest hot night in budapest youtube/watch?v=VfOKEJHOvH4
Posted on: Tue, 12 Nov 2013 23:44:19 +0000
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