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To: AugustWest who wrote (1628)9/4/1998 12:41:00 AM
From: gypsy  Respond to of 2095
 
Oh, you sound like a very versatile and talented individual! I used to know a guy that played the accordion, that was interesting! Ha

Intelligent and artistic people intrigue me .. I would have said, "men", but I'm not sure if you are a "man". The shortcomings of cyberspace.

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ze gyp



To: AugustWest who wrote (1628)9/4/1998 12:52:00 AM
From: gypsy  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 2095
 
Doesn't this sound like she's stalking this guy? . I'm not sure if I like Alanis's songs, but they are interesting to say the least..

Alanis Morissette (1975-)

Your House

I went to your house
Walked up the stairs
Opened the door without ringing the bell
Walked down the hall
Into your room where I could smell you

And I shouldn't be here
Without permission
Shouldn't be here...

Would you forgive me love if I danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love if I laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love if I stay all afternoon?

I took off my clothes
Put on your robe
Went through your drawers
And I found your cologne
Went down to the den
Found your cd's
And I played your Joni
And I shouldn't stay long
You might be home soon
Shouldn't stay long

Would you forgive me love if i danced in your shower
Would you forgive me love if i laid in your bed
Would you forgive me love if i stay all afternoon?

I burned your incense
I ran a bath
I noticed a letter that sat on your desk
It said: "Hello, love.
I love you so, love.
Meet me at midnight."
And no, it wasn't my writing
I'd better go soon
It wasn't my writing

So forgive me love If I cry in your shower
So forgive me love for the salt in your bed
So forgive me love If I cry all afternoon