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Junie Morrison , the Father of Funk, the whole funk nothing but the funk
A seesaw song about sleeping with an LA groupie that promises fame, delivers and then disappears.
An abrupt introspective journey from the pains of trying to make it -- to the abundance of stardom galore.
painting the pain and passion.
it grooves, confuses, hurts and uplifts.
longing/legacy
sullen/stardom.
crush on it.
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