Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Teeter tots & Coffee pots.


Our love was like a teeter tot. You were high, but I was higher.
Our hate was like this coffee pot, I was hot, but you were hotter.
So lets crash these cars to wake me up...
My selfishness will interrupt your love for her.
Now just pass the liqueur, I'll fill up my cup.

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