Jeri reminds me of this verse from a song I have on my play list:“My lady in the city was glossy and slick.Sophisticated right down to the bone.So cool, so in style, the girl forgot how to smile.At night when she would hold me, I was still all alone.”
Jeri reminds me of this verse from a song I have on my play list:“My lady in the city was glossy and slick.Sophisticated right down to the bone.So cool, so in style, the girl forgot how to smile.At night when she would hold me, I was still all alone.”