The arranged version of the song's lyric, by Elvis Aaron Presley(known as Elvis Presley). He performed the song called "Are You Lonesome To-Night?" in August 1969 at International Hotel in Las Vegas. The original lyric is "Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there", however he was in high mood, he apparently changed it to "Do you gaze at your bald head and wish you had hair". A moment later, Elvis noticed that a bald man in the front row took off his wig and swaying to the music.
Are you lonesome tonight,
Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day
When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your bald head and wish you had hair?
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?
The way you look at men to make them feel obsessed with you
Siren gaze is literally the best way to make him feel obsessed with you.
Lowering your gaze is simple: avoid looking at the opposite gender, the past of others they don’t want you to see, things that incite jealousy, and things that anger you. This concept can be applied in many ways, but it’s a command in our deen: "O believing men, lower your gaze." Think of it as keeping your head down and getting to work—don't focus on others; focus on yourself.
- “damn, she bad?”
- “lower-your-gaze”
When a CO worker stands at the bottom of the ladder and watches you work....
Do you see that guy over there ball gazing? While the other guy works ?
To expose your butt-hole to the sun in an attempt to recharge your body.
Typically this is performed naked with you on your hands and knees, typically with your head down and back slanted to properly expose your dot.
Hey Bronte, wanna go do some anal gazing?
To expose your butt-hole to the sun in an attempt to recharge your body.
Typically this is performed naked with you on your hands and knees, typically with your head down and back slanted to properly expose your dot.
Hey Bronte, wanna do some anal gazing?