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Submitted by dbaker on 7 February 2008 - 7:40pm.
Style / Type:
freeform
“Hey Chavala Que Paso’?”
Hey Chavala Que Paso’?
Can you help me off the floor?
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Dance with me one more time.
The juke box just took my last dime.
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Por Favor, Uno Beso, Just one more?
I don’t want to cry for you anymore.
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All I want is one more dance….
Please Bonita, just give me one more chance.
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Que Paso’? I thought I was your only Vato..?
Hey baby don’t leave me feeling so morose so.
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Flaco, plays a sad waltz just for us.
Won’t you help me off the floor?
Baby please…Por Favor?
-DS Baker
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
(1 vote)
Hey, my man, I can’t fault
Hey, my man, I can’t fault your chat lines.
Way to go!
Mike
“not all matterings of mind equal one violet” ~ e e cummings ~
Thanks...
I was in a dive bar-(pub) in a little town called of all things Las Vegas, New Mexico, where I saw this couple of regulars…both of them about ready to fall down they were so drunk. They appeared to be in their late fifties or early sixties.
It was sad and desperate and also so very romantic that this old drunk sheep herder was still trying to prove to his lady love that he wanted and needed her.
-DS Baker