(Written 2012-01-11, 06.30 AM till 2012-01-15 01.16 AM)
and he KNEW he could kiss Lara anytime
someone odd, someone sweet
was this friend of mine
she had pearls ´round her neck, always ladylike
she said ”thanks for the ride”
and got off my bike
sing the Blues, sing the Waltz, sing the Wienerwald
send those roses to her
then give me a call
ships may sink, dead may rise, but I´m standing here
if sweet Lara turns up
I´ll say ”Honey Dear”
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