By cryingshame58
Date: 2006 Jan 24
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[[2006.01.24.17.09.32196]]

High Horse

So you fly a B52,

And think you are the bomb

You talk of your mansion

While condemn my wigwam

An expert musician with your guitar

Oh & how you could have been a big star

Well lieutenant or major whatever you are

I'm not interested in that classic corvette, red car

But honey when you come down out of that cloud

And land in front of me without being damn proud

I might introduce you to things that matter

Like listening with your heart, tolerance and valor