On Blueberry Hill, when I found you
The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill
And lingered until my dreams came true
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows you made
Were never to be
Though we're apart, you're part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
The wind in the willow played
Love's sweet melody
But all of those vows we made
Were never to be
Though we're apart, you're part of me still
For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
GOODBYE FATS. WE ARE SORRY TO SEE YOU GO BUT YOU GOT OUT WHILE THE GETTIN WAS GOOD
2 comments:
A rad song of losing your virginity to your high school sweetheart. It’s true that those promises made in the moment of lust never do get fulfilled. But it’s fun making them. Gosh this song is the perfect American song of nostalgia. Also it was written in an era when being really fat was so novel that of happened to be especially large you could get a nickname name “Fats”. Nowadays If eveyone who was overweight like Fats was was nicknamed Fats there would be more people named Fats than the amount of times Chris mistypes a word each day on messenger.
Eurozone call America fat because you fat.
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