Seit gut zwei Jahren halt ich mich zurück, schon wegen meiner Abneigung gegen zusammengeschriebenes, aber jetzt kommen die auch endlich rein in den Blaster.
Und wie bei allen Herzensdingen weiß ich nicht, was ich dazu schreiben soll (hallo Konrad). Ist auch schon recht spät nach Promilleminuten, also stell ich einfach ein Lieblingslied rein, das irgendwie auch einen Hauch von Blastererotik atmet:

I don't care about your ways
of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
of carin' and not talkin'

But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live

You won't call
it doesn't matter if your sun shines in the evening
Don't wait
the moon will wait to come out in the night and talkin'

I don't care about your present pay
and your night life you keep burning
I don't care about what your old man says
all the ways you have of learnin'

But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live

You don't write
it doesn't matter what they all say, gonna mess around
It's ok
it doesn't matter if your off or fine gonna learn

I don't care about your ways
of love and life and walkin'
I don't care about your days
of carin' and not talkin'

But it's your right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right
the way that you live
It's all right

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