

We'll sing truly bad lyrics, we love to sing anyway. Take it Flo:
You got a thing about you,
I just can't live without you,
I really want you, Elenore, near me.
Your looks intoxicate me,
Even though your folks hate me,
There's no one like you, Elenore, really.
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Reading starts @ 6pm (really), please come!
See Cornelia street Cafe link below for further information:
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