When she's hot it's the heat of a burning at the stake And when she's cold it's the chill of a frozen Moscow lake And when she smiles is it real or the smile an assassin makes Before he sends you to hell ? She's an E Street girl
When she sighs it's the sigh of a sleeping tiger's stir And when she cries it's a storm like the world has never heard And when she lies you'll believe in every single word Coz you can never tell With an E Street girl And when they're kicking down the door she'll be there at your side They'll never take her alive coz she's an E Street girl
She's dangerous and beautiful and proud With her feet on the ground and her head high in the clouds And all it takes is one look through a late night party crowd To put you under the spell Of an E Street girl And she may move to the country or the coast For the kids and the Volvo and the Sunday roast But there's one thing her posh neighbours can never boast Underneath her shell She's an E Street girl.
ps. this is COMPLETE sillyness, its just fun to make up this stuff. But the other day i started tagging everything in sight... lol.
he was... the love of my night. And a great dancer, hahaha, i like people like that... who just kinda boogie with me, dancing like 2 drunk retards. hahaha... Le sigh.....
i probably wont eer see him again untill his band comes up again
oh and i decided im never going to an all ages show again. Its not that i have anything against the kids... its just a few jerk offs who are disrespectful and hit girls. It takes a lot of nerve (to be a guy) and hit a girl.
just because it's not my "turf" doesn't mean i don't know quite a few people there. Just because you don't know me personally, doesn't mean you can hit me and get away with it. I am the nicest person in the world which is the exact reason i have a lot of friends all over. And why i make so many friends everywhere i go.
so yea... bad call on that dumb ass kid.
I'd rather be a snob and drink at bars then in back alleyways.
sorry kids, you'll understand when you get older. Still if you see me (when i get bored and come out again) you can always hit me up for beer.. hahaha.
i think i had an orgasim last night during their set
so awesome, i love them so much im going tonight too
oh and because i've been doing nothing but playing the warriors for the last week so ive been feeling tough. My gang is the e street gang.
i got really drunk around 5 yesterday and started screaming e street out my car window at anyone who pissed me off (driving too slowly, cutting me off, being retarded in general, etc.)
i never actually got further than the level where you go around tagging destroyers logos beforeand i got discoureged, and stopped playing
well i just started playing it today and i just ran by the baseball furry like a little pussy cause i accidently ran onto the feild instead of arround and got my ass beat by like 20 of them but i had like 500 flashes (aka. CRACK) from looting so i kept beating them offBut yea, that was fun. I woulda played more but i realized it's 1 in the morning so i must sleep so today isn't a repeat of today where i woke up 15 minutes before i had to work and on top of that feed the kittys
so yea, im addicted to the warriors video game and i can't actually find the movie. I found the case for it, but the movies not in it
oh and... Ajax is richard from sex and the city... serisouly. Pretty weird.
you know when your parents find something and you're like "oh it's my friends"
ok... so im twenty one and havnt lived with my parents since i was eighteen... but still its like... i feel akward about certain things around them. I mean, they know i drink, but i wouldnt want to bring it up in front of them...
because only KNOW that i no longer live with them do i finally have a good relationship with them, so i spare their feelings by just pretending im perfect and not a punk and dont do bad things and break the law continuessly... hahaha
anyway i've had a few times when parents have found things in my pocession... and the worst part of it, they weren't mine.
the first time my dad saw a bong in my house. Not mine, i dont smoke pot.
second my dad found an empty beer can in my car
not mine. it was new years, my roomate drank it and stupidly left it in the front of my car
today, my dad found a pack of cigs in my car.... not mine, my ex's that my roomate found in there yesterday and was going to take them to pawn off to people instead of giving out here and she once again stupidly leaves them around
i mean, im old enough to drink and smoke but its still weird
and whats worse is i know they dont beleive me. And its like... AHHHHH
it seriously ISN'T mine
itd be one thing if it were... but its NOT
so yea... my parents think i drink and drive and smoke pot. As for the cigs... i just never knew they were in there. I mean, geezis... they changed the camel packs. Those ones in there are the old pack... oye vey!
kinda mad cause i was really looking forward to it all day. Like... getting hella stoked and freaking myself out like i always do right before getting one
all that energy wasted for nothing... psshhhhh
the guy didn't know what "a clockwork orange" was.... hahahaha
whatever. As long as he puts the eyelashes on the right eye then i'll be fine.
