> There a ref to classical myth - touch of class!
Touch of class? It's Smitty getting engaged to himself and getting self-scissored on the next day. And I wasn't pretentious. I was pompous and pedant. As if I was reciting bible verses while smashing down crosses in the nearest cementery ^_^
Wound up, can't sleep, can't do anything right, little honey / Oh, since I set my eyes on you. / I tell you the truth. I can't get it right / Get it right / Since I met you...
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