ideas for the screwed.

Monday, July 02, 2007

Love In The First Degree

Last night I was dreaming I was locked in a prison cell
When I woke up I was screaming calling out your name.
And the judge and the jury they all put the blame on me
They wouldn't go for my story
they wouldn't hear my plea.
Only you can set me free
'Cause I'm guilty - guilty - guilty as a girl can be.
Come on baby can't you see
I stand accused of love in the first degree.
Guilty of love in the first degree.
Someday I believe it you will come to my rescue

baby this is for you!
i know you hate mambo but nevertheless still dance with me all. love love. (:

when you call me baby,
you dont know how damn weak my knees go.

alvina

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