Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix....BUCK-WILD ...on a Saturday Afternoon.
AH got a BUCK to take me home
some PIECE of your MEAT
that found its way into Your Dynamic
a SUCCUBUS, your ZONE!....
an We-ll sing DIXIE!
Ah got ah DIME to SPEND
that KID without No End,
some Guitar-Lost-Cause,
a Highway Kid,
stuffed in a Foster home!
..an We-ll sing NEW YORK!
Ah gotta a Check to CASH,
a Slave Ship and A LASH
that beats the BLUES
out of your GUE
and THEN
Pretends to Ask!
I got a Kensington, London, SMILEY.
I-m ALL done with BANKSEY,
Q.E.2, your BREXIT boogaloo...SINGIN
Some Kid in L.A., MOSCOW,
Lebanon, Detroit-Michagan,
a Phillipino….without the Sun.
And ALL the days and Nights
we Run, just run.
I got a DIXIE, some kind of Greet.
A Jamboree. Some place we Meet.
I got a Parish. A Kiss-Goodbye.
I got the beauty in your eye...I got
the beauty in your eye.
c2019. davedelacroix, ourmanineurope.
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