BB & Lucille

 

 

BB, anyone could play a thousand notes and never say what you said in one.

Wake up

 

 

«Ho there! Wake up! The river in your dream may seem pleasant, but below it is a lake with rapids and crocodiles, the river is evil desire, the lake is the sensual life, its waves are anger, its rapids are lust, and the crocodiles are the women-folk.»

 

Jack  Kerouac Wake up

Outside it's cold, misty and it's raining

 

 

If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
Come on, sugar, let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on, honey, tell me so.