"say a word for polly may
she can’t tell the night from the day
they threw her out in the street
but just like a cat she landed on her feet
and say a word for joanna love
she ain’t got nothing at all
’cos everyday she falls in love
and every night she falls when she does"
Brown Shoes Don't Make It, Quit School, Why Fake It
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that´s the shoes i was talking about - salute!
Hi Danielle,
I'm hoping to feature you and your site as part of a series on international bloggers for a Weblog I'm currently developing. Do you mind dropping me a note with your contact information at mail.doppelt3@gmail.com? Thanks for your time!
Cheers,
Marissa.
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