Handbag in hand, i leave home in the early morning Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile I watch my bed with a surge of that well known sadness And I have to sit down for a while The feeling that I'm leaving her for 12 hrs
mschewwww...... mornings are not a tired girls friend abi??? I almost cry, leaving my bed behind every morning. (A Lazy girls thots)
So i amuse myself with thoughts of having to wake up each day only to stay in bed and order people around to do stuff for me and at the end of it all, those lovely text messages will keep hitting my phone
Desc: Bouqet of Roses Int'l
Time: 09/04/14@2:50 PM
Avail Bal: 6,500,385,430.68
Total Bal: 6,505,385,430.68
Is that not Life? Ehn, Eezit not?
But you See
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay Ain't it sad (NO, if i don't, who i wan leave am for?) And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me That's too bad In my dreams I have a plan If I got me a wealthy man.............
Then that me above, amusing myself might just be my Life...... What do i care???
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and Dance Skelewu