Friday, 18 March 2011

Pamela Courson by Jim

My girl waits for me in tender time


 
American Boy, American Girl, most beautiful people in the world

I see your hair is burning, hills are filled with fire, 
if they say I never loved you, you know they are a liar
I love you the best, better than all the rest
She has robes and she has flunkeys


I'll just this about all that, I was the mouse who caught the cat




She has wisdom and knows what to do





She could talk, yeah, we learned how to speak


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