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Papa was the life of the party.
I remember the days you would show up unexpectedly
With gifts in your hands, to my parties.
With a smile emitting from your face, you would say:
"Johnny 5 stay alive, I brought you supplies for the party".
I find it ironic you didn't drink,
But somehow you were always the life of any celebration.
People assumed you were drunk, but I knew better,
Your high was a combination of women and gambling.
You were always a sucker for long legs and taking risk.
This is where we met eye to eye.
This is what helped us relate.
Women and risky mistakes.
With gifts in your hands, to my parties.
With a smile emitting from your face, you would say:
"Johnny 5 stay alive, I brought you supplies for the party".
I find it ironic you didn't drink,
But somehow you were always the life of any celebration.
People assumed you were drunk, but I knew better,
Your high was a combination of women and gambling.
You were always a sucker for long legs and taking risk.
This is where we met eye to eye.
This is what helped us relate.
Women and risky mistakes.
Published 10th Feb 2014
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