Thursday, 27 December 2012

Getting Envious

I’m hearing tales of fibs
Every time I hear about you
The sisters be telling stories
That I consider a lavish rumour
But is it true?
That question I'll direct straight at ya.
Not that I don’t trust you
But because I’m getting envious.

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