I was

"here baby, let me pet your hair." hell yes.
and any time anything went wrong I would run to a woman.
when I was robbed.
when I was sick.
when I was violated.
when I was broken.
a bosom. now the challenge would be to run to a man when the who-do-i-turn-to shit hits the fan.



Escuxando: Mystery train/ Bon Jovi