Savannah Posted March 15, 2004 Report Posted March 15, 2004 (edited) She felt sick and left early from work. You parked across the drive-you’re such a jerk. her head is pounding from behind her eyes. Lightning and thunder in the distant sky. She walks thru the door-so sick she can’t think And there you are at the bathroom sink She is tired and she is stressed Clothes strewn all over and you look depressed. She knows she should not say it-She should just be quiet But she has to ask “Are you going out tonight?” Cause if you are for that dress you’re too chubby Put on some pants man-you are my hubby. Edited March 15, 2004 by Savannah
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