2007-01-25
woo
at least jack white knows what the fuck I talk about. the lyrics to level by the raconteurs says so.
My baby's on the level
And I try to read her mind
She's on the straight and narrow
I'm guessin' all the time
And I can't see the road
If I'm lookin' at the signs
I'm carryin' the load
And steppin' outta line
hooray for jack white!
Katrina at 11:00 AM