Sunday, March 27, 2011

dock martens

no body has to know, even your friends doesn't have to know, even your brother don't have to know. nobody has to know, even your mother and your father no, they don't have to know.
nobody has to know, you don't have to say hello when we see each other, you don't even have to come up and speak to me. we don't have to constantly talk, come by when you can, and i promise i'll be there...
nobody has to know how your eyes crave for me, not even the person sitting right in front of you nor the person sitting beside you doesn't have to know. they may have seen it, but they don't have to know.
she doesn't have to know, how crazy we can be for each other, she may not have the slightest idea, but no, she don't have to know.
You. You don't have to know now, do you?

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Oh peaches, why do i love you so much. and I'm not making sense, My sister told me that whenever I come up with an indecent proposal towards my relationship with peaches it hits like sex on the beaches.

sex on the beaches?

Oh yeah...

Grocery store, I see a Can of peaches, I'll buy a box full of peaches.
I wish I had a Tree of Peaches, or a backyard full of Peaches. or or... a swimming pool filled with peaches, and I'd swim with them peaches and drown myself with its syrup- a very good substitute for chlorine.

I'd be yellin' peaches everyday, I don't mind, unless you do.
But if it's causing no harm then it shouldn't bother you.

"Movin to the Country gonna eat me a lot of peaches"

Peaches- The Presidents of the United States of America
(where the bleep are they?)