I got a pain in my head
Woke up in the afternoon
It's getting evening so soon
The sun burned me out of my bed
I got a pain in my head
Don't remember who I met
and all the drinks I was going to get
I just remember a voice
an we were singing 'Bad boys'
Want to smile but instead
i got a pain in my head
Going for a walk outside
Never noticed all the light
I'm not hungry, I just need to eat
My head is feeling like a drumming beat
I got a pain in my head
The last time we met
the bottle and me
we shall see
It's getting evening so soon
The sun burned me out of my bed
I got a pain in my head
Don't remember who I met
and all the drinks I was going to get
I just remember a voice
an we were singing 'Bad boys'
Want to smile but instead
i got a pain in my head
Going for a walk outside
Never noticed all the light
I'm not hungry, I just need to eat
My head is feeling like a drumming beat
I got a pain in my head
The last time we met
the bottle and me
we shall see
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Fascinate: | Woensdag, augustus 24, 2005 12:42 |
| katers zijn onbegrijpelijke nare dingen. | |
| Dirk Hermans: | Dinsdag, augustus 09, 2005 19:41 |
| moedig neergezet groetjes Dirk |
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| Oorlam: | Dinsdag, augustus 09, 2005 14:24 |
| ok, ik geloof je;-))) | |
| Sander Kunst: | Dinsdag, augustus 09, 2005 14:18 |
| ach ja, als je dronken bent zing je overal mee. T is echt gebeurd, ik heb t niet gekozen, omdat t op voice rijmt. | |
| Oorlam: | Dinsdag, augustus 09, 2005 14:09 |
| mm succes in je strijd, maareh singing bad boys? hehe | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Sander Kunst | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: kitty23 | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 09 augustus 2005 | ||
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