I miss Long Beach and I miss you, babe. I miss dancing with you the most of all...those nights were on fire, we couldn’t get higher. We didn’t know that we had it all, but nobody warns you before the fall. And I’m wasted. Don’t leave, I just need a wake-up call. I’m facing The Greatest--The Greatest loss of them all. The culture is lit, and I had a ball. I guess I’m signin’ off after all











