where's the music man
the drums won't beat by themselves
the guitar won't strum a tune alone
the lyrics won't sing of their own accord
where's my music man
with his raspy sultry voice
with his rough caressing fingers
come
transport me
with that silvery sweet tongue
unravel me
with that callused tender touch
take me away with you
to a land of eternal bliss
where's my music man
come
take me
I'm waiting
lovely sentiments, keep writing..
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Happy Sunday.
hmmmm...makes me wonder, who is this music man?
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