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you leave her alone for a second, there she goes..i dont know why i take so much pride in this playlist or why i identify with yuppie wino's but god, i imagine the classy ones having real good taste. and i just fantasize about my kids being at their friends houses, my old man is on a business trip, and i got the big beautiful estate all to myself.
suspicion - elvis presley sable on blond - stevie nicks crying - roy orbison it ain't me, babe - johnny cash and the lovely june carter cash baby it's you - smith willin - linda ronstadt the dance is over- the shirelles knockin on heaven's door - bob dylan in the still of the night - the five satins
sorry 4 no playlist link i dont use spotify -_- i'd give ya the full thing but don't wanna bloat yr post...just know the beach boys do eventually make an appearance.. k bye xoxo
Apr 25, 2024

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Wait. I am fully immersed in this narrative and need to stream the full thing! please make into a YouTube playlist or something!! I’m begging!
Apr 26, 2024
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But this playlist slays
Apr 25, 2024
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taterhole GOD BLES U TATERHOLE MUAH
Apr 25, 2024
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mommyslilstinker 😘
Apr 25, 2024
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Yuppies have terrible taste in everything to the point that it’s disturbing… just in my experience living among them
Apr 25, 2024
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taterhole LOL, a scientist observing their species…thank u for the insight, I think my envy of them is misplaced then
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mommyslilstinker I used to think the same way honey and after my anthropological studies I have concluded that I was oh so wrong… I hope that makes you feel better LOL
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"Here's a man in evening clothes. How he got here, I don't know. But man, you outta seem him go: twistin the night away!"
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and i only listen to love songs. here are my faves:
i'm still in love with you - al green more than a woman - bee gees sara smile - daryl hall & john oates happy together - the turtles she's my baby - wings
i have a playlist too you can start there if you need more https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6ijrMDmUvy0c0ccWsVjAzY?si=f74fd7a8a306499d
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in no particular order~
wire - ama lou eu sambo mesmo - joão gilberto crimson and clover - joan jett & the blackhearts パラノイドパレード- kinokoteikoku aint no love in the heart of the city - bobby blue band cant take my eyes off of you- lauryn hill
and some playlists > https://open.spotify.com/user/seaweedjazz?si=gu00PazqS9ySrj0aK9Y8pw
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but I can’t remember the last time you asked me something about myself. When the opportunity arises, and god forbid, I Take it, you can barely hold your breath. Its like a shark sensing blood. You just can’t wait to talk talk talk talk talk. But hey, it’s your life, and baby, I’m just living in it.