For the county. Then I drive the main road,
Searching in the sun for another
Overload. And I hear you singing in the wire.
I can hear you through the wine. And the Wichita
Layman is still on the line.
I know I need a small but it
And if
The stretch down south won’t ever stand And
you more than I you.
And I you for And the layman
still the the line.
need than I you.
And I you time. And the
Is still Still line.
the line. the Wichita layman
Still
the layman on
And the layman still on line.