A Wandering Aramean
Oh well I’m the type of guy who will never settle downWhere pretty girls are well, you know that I’m aroundI kiss ’em and I love ’em ’cause to me they’re all the sameI hug ’em and I squeeze ’em they don’t even know my nameThey call me the wanderer, yeah the wandererI roam around… Continue reading A Wandering Aramean
