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Too hot for me.
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Forced to expose my badly hand-rolled cigarette shins. Breathing used air through a wet jumper rolled up in a bin.
I'm sweating all over, it's dripping all over me.
The air-con's a butterfly breaking wind but for God's sake close that door. A heart at the back an O at the front: I've got an artist's pores.
Honto ni atsukatta. Summertime in Kashiwa.
Freaking out the kids with the sheer amount I perspire. Scrub off pointlessly with a towel which will dry within the hour. But, no, not me.
I'm sweating all over, it's dripping all over me.
The air-con's a butterfly breaking wind but for God's sake close that door. A heart at the back an O at the front: I've got an artist's pores.
Honto ni atsukatta. Summertime in Kashiwa.
Freaking out the kids with the sheer amount I perspire. Scrub off pointlessly with a towel which will dry within the hour. But, no, not me.
Skean
Nice one, sounds little like Lou Reed.
BTW here in Sweden there I live we have had the coldest and rainiest summer that I can remember.