Big Sleep Crying For Barbara
the girl that I loved had her own special smell it was pretty much like summer and nights on the ocean and the things we used to do were much better than boredom and we lived in a small appartment where the big trucks rolled by
it was mostly on saturdays when we went out for dinner the sky was full of flashlights and our hearts were full of lust she said: "Are you always gonna love me?" I said: "0f course I will honey!" and we went to the pizzeria for some coffee and cream
and there's always the sundays and we hated that day cause it made me feel so lonely that I lost faith in friendship and I get these little moods where I say something ugly and Barbara starts crying and I hated myself
she was young enough to make it so she left in September and she never said good - bye cause she ain't sentimental and I don't wanna think about her cause it might make me crazy and now it's almost Christmas and I'm crying for Barbara
