For [redacted initials, because everybody's gonna figure out, maaaan], because why not.
Hey hey, you you
What you up tooo
I'm gonna hold your hands
And see the world
And what are you gonna do?
Ay Ay ay ay,
Let's go to the club
And dance neck to neck
And when we're on the break
All sweaty and hot and tired
I don't know where I'm going
Maybe I over-committed
But you will see that
Things have changed
You think people have,
And find it confusing,
Not really, it's the circumstances
Let's talk about our dances
And do the
dub-a-dub-dub, dub-a-dub-dub
What made me write this,
Confuses me,
Is strange
The words my fingers write
Befuddle me
I can't stop, I can't fight
I hope all that's in my head
Is alright.
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