There'll be like a ball and I can dance hall, no, dance

or no, choose to the mall, but whatever you call it, you can rest the show

the world will dance on your rain.

It'll be like a hopperhoog, gag with Bob, we bob for gonna start at your wake and never stop you in

come fool and never knew how to behave.

But you're doing the family alone by the spot on the lawn and play this song over the PA. Dancing all your ray

The day that we all have been waiting for

This is the cowboy we pray

Dancing on your tray

The food who doubt can be thrown away

At least the one for this name.

Forget on top of when your name gets crawled upon the wall of appalling dead turquotes and out invitations.

This is what they will say.

Bring your tie and pour your hull of glasses.

Let your glasses, shake your braces, celebrate while we dance on your brain.

Dancing on your crane!

The glorious twos no get telling you as here you came in praise embraced dancing on your

camel walk right where your feet would be a running man right on your face Take the picture of your head To the picture of your head is that I will be in.

Let's say I took the stealthy as my best for your dream. Mabusat, rainbow sapsa, dimo chach, tangle moor The Mopal Sazza,

Limbo Chachachar Tangle number,

Cougar Pogo,

Gagggyzile,

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