NICOLE
I LOVE NICOLE
SHE UNDERSTANDS
MANY THINGS
I UNDERSTAND
I WATCHED HER DANCE
LAST NIGHT
I DANCED WITH HER
SHE HAD
COCAIN STILL
RIMING HER NOSE
I HELD
THE BACK OF
HER VERY SMALL
NECK WHILE
WE DANCED
WITH A GIRL
BETWEEN US
HE DANCED WITH ME
THIS KID
HE PULLED ME AWAY
I WAS FLUID
I COULD NOT
FIGHT
THE COCAIN
WAS MOVING DOWN
THE BACK OF MY THROAT
I PEERED OVER
HIS FUCKING SHOULDER
AND SAW
NICOLE
DANCING
FREAKING OUT
SCREAMING
"I LOVE THE ROLLING STONES!"
"YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL"
HE SAID
I WAS WATCHING NICOLE
DANCE ALONE
STONED
NICOLE,
MY LITTLE LOVE
YOU ARE SO TINY
AND
I CANT STAND
BEING ALIVE ANYMORE
WHEN I SEE YOU
DANCE
CALIFORNIA
CANT EVER
HAVE YOU BACK
NO NEVER
I WILL KEEP YOU
DANCING
STONED
TO THE STONES
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2 comments:
Very, very readable.
i am listening to the stones at an unreasonable volume in my living room by myself drinking beer that tastes like soap.
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