dj18
I open a phone book, Look out for your number. Mom, I'm calling you. I'm doing what a son can do, I'm calling you from Amsterdam. Mom asks what's going on, I say, "Mom, I'm high". Mom doesn't think long, She calls an ambulance. Father drives with mother to Amsterdam, To get back the lost son, But son is already in Poland, Son already knew what was coming. Funny mood in Amsterdam. A son, who came under the radar, Calls his mother. Son sets an example. Mom, I'm not stopping. The face is usual, I turn around. The face is laughing, haha. I turn around again, Away from the hologram deck. If nothing works, call the mom. When it's time again, hang up the phone. If everything turns, call the mom. When party's over, call the mom. Mom comes, driving up the Sharan. Techno-young – hippie-mom. Techno-young – hippie-mom. I'm not getting educated, I'm 18. You can get educated yourself. I'm looking in th...