West End Blues Louis Armstrong Lyrics Novels & Stories

West said with a sad smile. Back then, her life was surely tough. 🎵🎵And another one bites the dust Oh, why can I not conquer love? And I might've thought that we were one Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, and I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags. 🎵🎵 West kept humming as she listened to the song as it filled the car, she rolled down the window and the cold evening air rushed into the car.

And once I get to the living room, I grabbed my purse from the sofa and walked out of the house. END OF FLASHBACK My eyes scanned the street, searching for a bar to get a drink and it instantly landed on a dimly lit dive bar across the street. Letting my legs dragged towards it, I pushed open the door, and walked in, the warmth of the room and loud music instantly embrace me. I strode to the counter, ordered for a strong drink and gulped down a glass of whiskey at once, feeling the liquid burn its way down my throat. I wasn’t satisfied, so I ordered for another glass, and another, and another, until the whiskey flow through my whole body, making my head spin.