old rock tune?

well met a little women long time ago
dance with the girl out on the floor.
we danced to the tune of an old rock song
swinging and swaying and carrying on.

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

well we danced all night till the morning came.
little baby girl just loved to sway.
we danced all night on that floor.
till little baby said lets go home for more

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

Well we hope in the car at a quarter to two.
turn on that radio to blast them tunes.
little girl sitting by my side.
dancing and rocking the whole night.

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

Well we reach her house at a half past three.
little girls jumping all over me.
She whispers to me right into my ear.
come on big daddy lets go upstairs.

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

Well 'bout this time i can't help myself
so i start climbing up them stairs.
and i reach the top shes right behind.
little babys daddy come up on the right

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

Well he grabs his gun from off the shelf.
cocks it once and starts raising hell.
he chase me out into the lawn.
i hop in my car and im gone gone gone.

little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
little women. oh oh
little women. oh oh.
well little women got it going on.

song01

Well i sit alone, in my chair.
while your over there just without a care.
Im sitting over here in the cold rain and snow.
Your just waiting untill i get up and go.

and im gone.
yeah gone.
well ive left this town and i ain't coming home.

Well you out all night with your gals, talking 'bout how everything worked out.
You say it was me that i was being to "rough"
You say for you that just wasn't enough.

and now im gone.
yeah gone.
well i've left this town and i ain't coming home.

well you say it loud, and you say it well you say that your sad everything had to fail.
As you sit at your house laughing at me, a crumbled up picture that you took of me.
You talk about how your sad that im gone, well your out every night just a living it up.

but im gone.
yeah gone
well ive left this town and i ain't coming home.

now people stop and they stare.
as i sit beside this 5 star hotel, outside in the gutters just alone in the streets.
nothing but boxes and trash at my feet.

yeah im gone.
oh gone.
so so gone.
yeah gone.
oh im gone. and i cant come home.

To introduce this.

Basically here im going to start writing down my songs and what not.

yeah i know i know, oh deep poetic blah blah blah. No its blues not that deep.

if we ever get a band going maybe i can put down some really good ones. or maybe not just another way to waste time really.