Sex, Prose & Rock'n'Roll

It's a luscious mix of words & tricks, with the odd mp3 thrown in for good measure.

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Location: Sydney, Australia

An NYC mind in an LA world, living and listening in Sydney, Australia.

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

maybe i'm a lonely girl who's in the middle of something

that she doesn't really understand.

story of my life...oh, i won't go into it. i'm tired and anyway scrubs is on in three minutes. i'll do a real post tomorrow. just needed to put this up (god this thing is addictive) as i only figured out the lyrics the other day and fell in love with this song all over again and again.

Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies
And we walked off to look for America

Kathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus
playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera

Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in the raincoat
We smoked the last one an hour ago
So I looked at the scenery she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

Kathy I'm lost I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America

All come to look for America

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Female/16-20. Lives in Australia/New South Wales/Sydney, speaks English. Eye color is green. I am skinny. I am also creative. My interests are Writing/Music.
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Australia, New South Wales, Sydney, English, Female, 16-20, Writing, Music.