A shake, Milk and ice cream.
Would you like to know what a five-dollar shake tastes like?
Be my guest. You can use my straw, I don't have kooties.
like being away from home,travelling far to lands far far away,there's only one thing on my mind,like a longing i can't shake.it's hard not to notice,how your freckles dance on my head.like words i'd rather not hear,in my head they fade into the distance,and soon all i hear is your footsteps,walking softly,telling me where to go,where to go so i can spend just one more day,trying to make you smile.