I gotta start dusting off the karaoke songs for our karaoke live hang out next week!

Me, me, me, me, me!

Thirty-five years and my life is still,

Trying to get up that great big hula hoop.

Oh, I'm for a destination!

I realized quickly when I knew I should that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man.

For whatever that means, a ton of punters, eat a pizza, pop-up!

So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed,

Just to get it all out, but sin my head and high.

I'm feeling all that oboque-yoo-yoo!

I'm gonna keep going!

And the way I'm more like that's the outside and I take a deep breath that I get real high.

And I scream at the top of my lungs, what's going on?

And I come out guys and I say, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

I said, hey, oh, what's going on?

You're not in-suit enough, neither one of you is into it enough.

We are having karaoke next week.

Well, not with MJ, but with everybody else.

I'm excited for karaoke next week,

but I have trauma from that.

I know you hate that as a karaoke song.

I know you hate that as a karaoke song.

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