i remember julie

Ed Motta

I Remember Julie
First, hurts
She used to have a fake glass upon her desk
Style, wild
I Remember Julie
Fine, glides
She used to drink expensive wine her father bought
Cool, fool

She now has been "digging" some vinyl
And how are "indies" gonna rate it

I Remember Julie
Crates, snakes
Of course it's fun
her talents strong she never worked
gasp, tact
I am missing Julie
Why? Tight
I've been involved with her long time
Not sicne last night
Nice, twice