I remember back in the 80's I
was blinded by science, ran so far away, the eye in the sky,
forever young, jammin, I heard a rumor on a manic monday but i didnt like mondays,walked like an egyptian way back in kokomo, riding on the freeway of love in my pink cadillac,an illegal alien in my home by the sea, i couldnt dance, for the longest time my eyes were without a face,I didnt start the fire down in gorky park,had a blister in the sun from bad medicine,livin on a prayer because i was wanted dead or alive, shouting at, running with and givin the devil his due,wearing my sunglasses at night, had pacman fever,I liked candy, broke my mommas back and stepped on a crack, i could turn back time with my best friends girl, jesse was his name, had 99 red ballooons with the lady in red and sister christian, i knew this much was true, rode like the wind under the milky way, rocked the casbah with a dude that looked like a lady,died in your arms and tumbled 4 ya, too shy, i bopped she bopped and we bopped, went to the church of the poison mind with my little china girl named rio,passing the doochy to the left hand side, with eileen,jenny( i found her # on the wall), roxanne, rosanna,gloria,nikita,veronica,allison amanda, my sweet cherry pie a material girl and the girls on film( those chicks were sh-sh-sh-shakin and hot hot hot), hangin down at the sunset grill with the wild boys and the boys of summer,loved a rainy night with concrete under my feet,saved by zero,wanted to know what love is, but whats love got to do with it, had the smugglers bues because i wanted a new drug, my lips were sealed on vacation, slipping into the twilight zone down in paradise city which was biult on rock n roll btw, hip cause i was square,feeling fascination, working as a waitress in a cocktail bar(that much was true), had the devil inside, my angel was a centerfold, steppin out with jack and diane who had betty davis eyes,stoned in love,,playing with the queen of hearts,doing the curly shuffle,dancing on the cieling all night long with my penny girl and candy girl,working on the weekend,living in a land down under with billie jean,blaming it on the rain,getting physical with girls girls girls in our house,shocking the monkey in my little red corvette like in was 1999,banging my head while feeling the noize,addicted to love,talkng in my sleep, couldnt drive 55, was king for just one day,drinking red red wine with dr,.feelgood and pulling muscles from a shell i always felt that someone was watching me.
This post was BAD.
But what I am is what i am and what you are is what you are.
Do you really want to hurt me?