Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I met Wanda when she was employed
Behind the counter at the route 60 Bob's Big Boy
Fried chicken on the front seat she's sittin' in my lap
We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap
I remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill
With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
Bruce Springsteen
"Open All Night"
Nebraska
Labels: lyrics
# posted by Blind Orange Julius @ 10:03 AM 
