It was a cold rainy Saturday Night in New York.
I went to work playing/singing in a piano bar. About 1AM in he comes with a buddy of his, each drunker than ten thousand dollars.
Bells. Just like they say
"Do you know 'You're Getting to Be a Habit With Me?'" he slurs.
'I hope so.' I punned.
Twenty-five years and counting. Can't break it.
Hehee So cute Syberyenta,Thanks for posting.