Oh she, of the cowl neck and slouchy boot
Drop waist and Chanel doorknockers
Shady Pines, Ma! She bellows
Clutching her fist, twiddling her finger
Maestro, how about a little OCTANE!
Octane, octane, we all need some octane
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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