« Reply #3 on: November 25, 2007, 07:19:58 PM »
Good for her! She probably saw that Martin Anderson's killers got off Scot-free.
Run, Baby, Run!
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ohnny, my love, get out of the business
It makes me wanna rough you up so badly
Makes me wanna roll you up in plastic
Toss you up and pump you full of lead
Johnny, my love, get out of the business
The odds are getting fatter by the minute
That I have got a bright and shiny platter
And I am gonna get your heavy head