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

truth is the mall, but whatever you call and you can rest the show,

the world will dance on your brain.

Yeah, it'll be like a hop the hoarse, gag with about the run to start at your wake and never stop you in Kung Fu.

You never knew how to behave.

But the gang was done because you'll be gone.

Bring the family alone by the spot on the lawn and play this song over the page.

Dancing all your ray,

the day that we all have been waiting for,

this is the calm how we pray.

Dancing all your rain,

the food and doubt can be thrown away

At least the one for this name

The yellow doubt 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 hull of masses With your wasses, lift your glasses, shake your asses,

cellarrow brain, I'll be dancing on your brain.

So dancing on your frame, the glorious twos no get telling you as here to decaying embrace.

Dancing on your parade.

Camel walk right where your feet would be running man picture of your head is that I will see

And when I took the tells he has my best to for your dream My name Nalphalzada, limbo chacha, tangle number, coat of coke, gubern, jacket

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