Carry me home to see my kin
by mike
Two feets they come a creepin
Seven years of hard luck, comin’ down on me
I was trying to catch your eyes
My eyes are wide open
All I want is the truth
Mike The Intern shares a press conference with Brett Veach!
Sometime I wonder why you do these things to me
We used to ride, baby
Hey, why don’t you go down to the supermarket?