I’ve got my favourite t-shirt on
Wearing my sunglasses
Leaning against the wall
Listening to that northern drawl
Some of them recognise my face
A little stunned
As I seem to be changing at a fast pace
But then they remember
They haven’t seen me in a while
For a while they thought maybe I’d left
This little place
But now they see me and wonder
Where has he been?
He’s one of them lads from that special facility
Ya can tell something aint right with him
Wonder what it is
They say to their wives and husbands
When they return home with Buster
The conversation soon forgotten
As am I, till they see me again
Just dawdling on by
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what’s on your favorite t-shirt?
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Nothing. It’s just plain white. I’m simple that way. 😉
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i would have guessed gray…
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I do have a gray t-shirt I love. I mostly wear grey….. How do you know this shit?!
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Tomato ketchup stains…
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