My Music Nostalgia

Blue Notes on blue grass

I left my taste buds in the past

Not of a usual kind

But that’s not the shape of my heart

How many nights have I fell asleep in Hotel California

Only to be awaken in Heartbreak Hotel

Music is my temple

But they are thieves in the temple tonight

Thinking to myself I rather be with you

Yeah

Only to come across 110th St.

I think she has a spell on me

In the ghetto

Gliding through these juicy fruit thoughts

To lie in this candy rain of yours

I wonder if she knows gigolos get lonely too

But the show must go on

She tells me she doesn’t care about my other girls

Just be good to her

So I offer her a midnight love

Slow and easy is the way I want to love you tonight

As I scroll through my phone searching for my computer love

I find a candy girl

But she tells me if you don’t want to be down with me

Then you don’t want to pick from my apple tree

Never was the type to chase waterfalls

But I may endeavor to rock the boat

On this fantastic voyage

They said it never rains in Southern California

So I dip da

And do wha diddy

Riding with my Mona Lisa

Listening to Southerplayalisticcadillacfunkymusic