Our Story
We ducked into a doorway.
The traffic was playing
a Chuck Berry song.
She kissed me the way
TV sounds late at night,
when you’re all alone.
Later we picked up some kids
and a way to appease everyone.
We were the hit of the block party.
We ducked into a doorway.
The traffic was playing
a Chuck Berry song.
She kissed me the way
TV sounds late at night,
when you’re all alone.
Later we picked up some kids
and a way to appease everyone.
We were the hit of the block party.