Saturday, September 20, 2014

Shake-Shake it; Baby . Wound up, can't sleep; can't do anything right; little-honey; since I saw you; twisting like a Flame in a slow-dance, baby; c'mon little angel. Shake Shake babe, c'mon. Smoke she is aRising. Smoke-stack Lightning... C'mon little-sister. C'mon and shake-it... Smoke on the Horizon... Lord have mercy...

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