they're writing songs-

where is my Bea?

where is my buddy?



looking everywhere

exhausted

- 'cause am not near to finding them yet

i could cross the Ocean twice over

but,

certain memories i can't forget



and yet

he's the one who offered himself

she's the one who said yes

and though she knows he's going to leave her again-

she still gives him her best



there are tears behind each

and every gentle kiss

it's dangerous game you've involved yourself in

-when you allow yourself to make a wish



now where is she at?

i can't find my Bea

she has also left me

oh, Angela & Mame have bosum buddies

but, not for me

-oh all those songs

did a number in my beating grey heart wrong

oh no,

they're not

for..

me...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

randomly posted and written avec purpose on the 27th of june at 9:01 09

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