Poe - Hey Pretty (Drive By 2001 mix) video free download


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Uploaded: 2008/02/22

Poe - Hey Pretty (Drive By 2001 mix) off of her fantastic "Haunted" album. Buy it here: http://www.realpoe.com/music/music.html

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10 years ago

Goatie Odus

can you get the gist of it ?

11 years ago

username32286

u didnt get it

11 years ago

WolvieGirl07

Poets, musicians, writers

11 years ago

Jeff Schogol

This song was on the radio a lot during the summer before Sept. 11. I'll always associate it with a time right before the world changed.

11 years ago

Armakk

I like this video better than the "official" one!

11 years ago

username32286

i read about house of leaves on listverse now i HAVE to read it

11 years ago

username32286

who the fuck describes shit like that

11 years ago

Exanimuslt

author is Mark Z. Danielewski and book name is House of Leaves, it's Poe brother who wrote it.

12 years ago

Morgaine LeFaye

*This is pure sex*(just listen to the song, the video doesn't matter)Mark:Kyrie suggested we go for a drive in her new 2-door BMW coupeIn the parking lot, we slipped into her bucket seatsKyrie took over from there.At nearly 90 miles per hour she zipped us up to that windy edgeKnown to some as Mullholland, that sinuous road running the ridge of the Santa Monica MountainsWhere she then proceeded to pump her vehicle in and out of turnsSometimes dropping down to 50 miles per hour, only to immediately gun it back up to 90 againFast, slow, fast fast slowSometime a wide turn sometimes a quick one she preferred the tighter onesThe sharp controlled jerks, swinging left to right before driving back to the rightOnly so she could do it all over again until after enough speed, andenough wind, and more distance than I had been prepared to expectTaking me to parts of the city I rarely think of and never visit...Poe:Hey prettyDon't you wanna take a ride with me?Through my worldHey prettyDon't you wanna kick and slideThrough my worldMark:I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then, I know it didn't really matter, she wasn't listeningShe just yanked up on the emergency brake, dropped her seat back, and told me to lie on top of herOn top of those leather pants of hers, extremely expensive leather pantsmind you, her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft, slightly oily foldsPositioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab, small and round, like a tearThen murmuring a murmur so inaudible that even though I could feel herlips tremble against my ear, she seemed far, far awayPinch it, she said, which I did, lightly, until she also said pull it,which I also did, gently parting the teeth, one at a time, down underand beneath, the longest unzipping of my life...Poe:Hey prettyDon't you wanna take a ride with me?Through my worldHey prettyDon't you wanna kick and slideThrough my worldHey prettyMy pretty babyRock it through my world (through my world)Hey pretty (Hey pretty)My pretty babyRock it through my world (my world)Mark:We never even kissed, or looked into each other's eyes, our lips justTrespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears,Filled them with the private music of wicked wordsHers in many languages, mine in the off-color of my only tongue, untilas our tones shifted and our consonants spun and squealed, rabbled faster, hesitated, raced harderSyllables soon melting into groans or moans, finding purchase in new words, or old words, or made-up wordsUntil we gathered up our heat and refused to release it, enjoying toomuch the dark lane which we had suddenly stumbled uponPrayed to, carved to, not a communication really, but a channeling ofour rumored desires, hers for all I know gone to black forests andwolves, mine banging back to the familiar form, that great revenant mystery I still could only hear the shape ofWhich in spite of our separate lusts and individual prize, stillcontinued to drive us deeper into stranger tones, our mutual desire to keep gripping the burnFueled by sound, hers screeching, mine...I didn't hear mine, only hers, probably counter-pointing mineA high pitched cry, then a whisper dropping unexpectedly, to practicallya bark, a grunt, whatever, no sense anymore, and suddenly no more curves either, just the straightawayToo bad dark languages rarely survive

12 years ago

Bryton Varju

@dodecadevin I just did the reverse, I woke up when it began and I had a really bizarre feeling until I realized why the spoken part sounded so familiar

15 years ago

LadyAdokenai

Nice! I thought you were trolling, that's why I asked.

15 years ago

sarahjeanbeans

this seems faster than i remember it?

15 years ago

LadyAdokenai

I keep hearing about that book. this cements it, I have to read it! thanks. are they really siblings?

15 years ago

LadyAdokenai

what's it called and who wrote it? I'm way interested now.

15 years ago

dodecadevin

The book is wicked, and if you'd heard this song without knowing it was from the book (like I did), reading the passage from the song in the book would give you chills.

15 years ago

SimplyPlanned

Is the book scary? I plan on reading it soon...

15 years ago

sweetmelissa7422

SO SEXY!!! Great Song!! Thankx~

16 years ago

S Palmer

I heard this on the radio, such a good song.

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