Janice

Don’t try to separate, what’s buried deep inside, it’s only in the taste, what you want to eat, is beyond a common fry, singing life is never easy, your lips won’t fake, neither can they lie, stood before the magistrate, if you could only see, instead of trying to deny, stuff that sets you free, who needs all those opiates, vodka tonics citrus limes, they’ll kill you anyway, follow your own destiny, back to Louisiana some time, make the Ocean your sleeve, take in the sunshine.