There'll be like a ball and I can on dance

Oh, no truth to the mall, but whatever you call it, you can rest the show you

The world will dance on your range

It'll be like a hop the whole gang with about we're going going to start your way can never stop union come

you never knew how to behave.

But you gang was done because you'll be gone to bring the family alone by the spot of the Lord and play this song over the FD.A.

Dancing on your break the day that we all have been waiting for this is the

palmo we pray dancing all your tray the voodoo dial can be thrown away, at least the one for this name.

Forget of the top of when your name gets scrawled upon the wall of appalling dead turd coats and not invitations.

This is what they will say.

If you're tired for your huddling masses,

with your glasses, shake your glasses, celebrate

while you dance on your rain.

Dancing on your brain, the glorious tools don't you tell you as you decaying in praise.

Dancing on your rain parade camel walk right where your feet would be

running man right on your face yeah to the picture of your picture of your head

and I will be in with today I took the stealthy as my chest on your dream.

Mabu Sapsa, Dimu Chachar, Tango number, The world Malthusatza, limbo chat chat,

Tangle number,

Coda, poker,

boc and jacks,

and twist and with a nickname

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