mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well, well, well, you just can't tell, well well well... I was driving around the other day, and I was listening to the wonderous Appetite for Destruction. That in itself is greatness, but then My Michelle (I know, I spelled my name wrong here, but it was on purpose.. I think) came on, and I was like, "Damn! That's a good fuckin song!" Cuz I'm just jamming and rocking and screaming and it's a good song. I think I made a good choice for my name here, don't you? Here's the lyrics for you: Your daddy works in porno Now that mommy's not around She used to love her heroin But now she's underground So you stay out late at night And you do your coke for free Drivin' your friends crazy With your life's insanity Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Sowin' all your wild oats In another's luxuries Yesterday was Tuesday Maybe Thursday you can sleep But school starts much too early And this hotel wasn't free So party till your connection call Honey I'll return the key Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle Everyone needs love You know that it's true Someday you'll find someone That'll fall in love with you But oh the time it takes When you're all alone Someday you'll find someone That you can call your own But till then ya better... Now you're clean And so discreet I won't say a word But most of all this song is true Case you haven't heard So c'mon and stop your cryin' 'Cause we both know money burns Honey don't stop tryin; An you'll get what you deserve Well, well, well you just can't tell Well, well, well my Michelle Well, well, well you never can tell Well, well, well my Michelle 10:25 a.m. - February 22, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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