18th Song Published to Blend

This songette's lyrics are based on an encounter I had in a local bar over the weekend...hehe

You struttin' in at half past two

And talk to me

Mind set on a rendezvous

Smiling sweet

I don't believe your truth

Feeding me lines of old decay

Player your made your move

Keep in on tight as you walk away. I say.

From Behind (orignal Mix) by Olivia Brown

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