Check me out in my many colors miniskirt
Excellent mileage on pocas palabras means mucho flirt
Let’s get together en el coche y en la guagua
Detrás de cada puerta en my Soviet made Lada
Con su máquina running, cunning, purring, no-shirting
Oh, and like I mentioned, full throttle flirting
Salsa music on the radio, carne asada waiting for us on my patio
To feel the carbon burning between tu y yo
Los VanVan calling us to twirl to and fro
Shoulder, elbow, pie, cadera
Dos pulmones y un piso de madera
Rumbamos como los volcanes porque en realidad 
Cada uno es una mujer soltera

crossed = open

Views: 77

Comment by Arthur James on February 14, 2013 at 6:20pm


Whatever . . .

At second stanza?

I viewed petticoat?


I no Look at One?

O, maybe Adore?

Ay, I sense Glow.

Comment by catch-22 on February 14, 2013 at 7:18pm
Aw, Art James.
You have good eyes
Maybe you can see in the dark.

The tag got mixed up.

It's supposed to say: Every volcano is a single woman.

Happy Hillbilly Heart day to you, Art James.
Fat Tires on a patchwork quilt
Pan de dulce and laughing eyes azules ~


You need to be a member of Our Salon to add comments!

Join Our Salon



Posted by John Manchester on May 21, 2019 at 10:33am 0 Comments

The Pace Quickens

Posted by Robert B. James on May 21, 2019 at 6:11am 2 Comments


Posted by koshersalaami on May 20, 2019 at 5:53pm 16 Comments

The Wall

Posted by Steel Breeze on May 20, 2019 at 11:43am 3 Comments

A Little Spanish Night Music

Posted by Rodney Roe on May 20, 2019 at 9:49am 7 Comments

Now Now

Posted by Robert B. James on May 20, 2019 at 7:51am 4 Comments

The Final Frontier

Posted by Robert B. James on May 19, 2019 at 7:34am 2 Comments

© 2019   Created by lorianne.   Powered by

Badges  |  Report an Issue  |  Privacy Policy  |  Terms of Service