Friday, October 24, 2008

The pirate's life for me

You roared into the driveway of our southwestern ranch style house
On a new Kowasaki, all yellow and black, fresh out of the showroom
Our house faced west so the big orange sun positioned at your back
Lit up your magnificent sillhouette
How much better, how much better, could my life get?
900 cubic centimeters of raw whining power, no outstanding warrants for my arrest
Whoa, the pirate's life for me

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