A Loose Cannon

A Loose Cannon
very fast game
not having you I'm insane
close call through the rain
nestled in a heart sane
sugar is sweet
sweet as honey

white, yellow & blue
what are we to do ?
nestled in the patron pew
many rivers to glow
it's not what you know
turn up the radio


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