We Had Nothing In Our Pockets To Cling To And Baby Nothing But The Sky In The Rearview
“With our fists in the air and the radio upWe were dying to live, we were living on luckWhen they would try to pick a fight in the hallwayWe’d just throw a finger in the air and say…”Boys Like Girls – THE OUTSIDE Nooooooooooooooooooooo! They’re teaming up now. An off-road slipper is no match for…
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