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What song are you listening to right now?

"I smell you on my hands and you smell really good
Hold me down and love me
Hold me down and love me"

 


Here's to the Hebrides


It may be that I'd like to
But I won't fall in love with you
We won't spend the rest of our lives together
But anyway couldn't we go on a trip together
We could go to the British Islands
And hike around the Scottish Highlands
The youth hostels they have there
Would be perfect for us
Cause we're both youths,
so they would really suit us
Well darling each morning when we woke up
We'd have biscuits and tea from a tea cup
People might think that we were on our honeymoon
But we'd know better, even though we'd slept in the same room
We would live right out of our backpacks
We'd send our parents lots of trinkets and knickknacks
Through the post and across the sea
Back to our own country
After that we could go to Yugoslavia
Oh how I'd love to travel with ya'
We don't have to be wife and husband
To take a trip across the ocean . ..
 
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My friend Ferris made the framed picture for me and I discovered these great black and white pics inside my CD booklets. I didn’t have the heart to tear them out so I hung up the booklets intact.
 
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