Winter time in London are you making plans
Are you still rocking converse with your old Raybans
If you’re sitting in the places that we used to be
Or if you’re somewhere listening to Bob Marley
Then I know that you’re somewhere thinking of me
Do you still pick up the seashells on that pebble beach
Remember when that crab came up and pinched your feet
When that old guy gave us all those drinks for free
Do you still get knocked down by that Bacardi bree...
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Sunday, October 2, 2011
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