Saturday Night Thunderbolt

Ludo

Knock me down, her hair is brown, her eyes are big and blue
 

Another stupid Saturday, the conversation starts to slur

And some sasquatch wookie-boner spilled his Mad Dog down my shirt
There’s a party-thumpin’, booty-humpin’ music-wagon in my head
My friends passed out or disappeared all leaving me Banana Red
When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
I feel like Elliot when E.T. drank the beer

Saturday Night Thunderbolt

Ludo

Saturday Night Thunderbolt || Ludo

I am just KILLIN this guitar shit right now.

Already learned four(ish) songs, on my way to learning the fifth!

The world’s on pause, all Newton’s laws suspended on account of her
She’s like legato glowing purple while staccato’s beating in my shirt

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