lyric of the day 12/27/07

Well, I'm sitting in my new/old (old/new?) office and don't have my speakers set up for my iPod.  So I'm left with what's on my little laptop for music.  Luckily, it has lots of the stuff I've been listening to for the last year or so.  Course, now memories are flooding back.  There's also a smell (not bad, just an odor) in here that's bringing back lots of odd memories.  Strange as I haven't worked in this office since early 2005.  Ah well.  Maybe it's just the day.

That taste -
All I ever needed
All I ever wanted
Too dumb to surrender.

She shakes -
Like a morning railway.
She's checking me out
With someone on her shoulder.

The lamp -
Flickers in the bedroom.
She must feel as awkward.
Whorehouse Arizona

I go
Stand up to a giant;
Say that I'm a fighter;
Too drunk to remember.
Too drunk to

My face -
Lying on the pavement
Tastin' something awful.
I hate when that happens.

She waves
Thinking it's a sexy
She must be plum crazy.
I kinda think I like her.
I kinda think I do.
- Kings of Leon, "Arizona"