In my dreams, this is what plays while Im waiting in the elevator. When it stops and makes that little bong noise, down the marble hall and into the foyer I go for one hell of a gun battle. I need the money that safe full of diamonds will bring. I dont need the elevator to go back down. I brought a rope, some explosives and my old lady is a helicopter pilot.....Baby's dont sleep this well.
Nighty night
swing gitan- leigh jackson
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