....SHE DANCES LIKE A PEGGED LEG DRUNK. FORTUNE HAS HER NUMBER FOR SHE SLEEPS WITH EVERYONE. THE DAYS PAST NIGHT AGAIN, SO THE MOON STRETCHES ACROSS THE PLAIN OF SIGHT. THERE WAS A TIME FOR REMEMBERANCE, BUT IT SEEMS MORE CONVENIENT TO LET IT GO, FANCY ALTHOUGH I FORGOT, YOUR NAME AGAIN MY FRIEND? SURELY YOUVE WALKED PAST AND FIGURED ON WORDS THAT NEVER CAME, FOR WHEN I LOOK AT YOU I AM ONLY SPEECHLESS ON THE OUTSIDE, IT'S A DAMN GOOD THING YOU CANT READ MINDS. IF YOU COULD WOULD YOU SLAP ME OR SMILE? WHO KNOWS BUT YOU. ID DANCE TOO BUT I LEFT MY NEW SHOES AT THE STORE, REALLY NOW, I HAVENT EVEN BOUGHT THEM. DO YOU THINK IF I COULD HAVE ANYTHING IN THE WORLD, WOULD IT BE YOU??? WOULD I BE ME?? DO YOU KNOW MY NAME? COULD I CALL YOU BY ANOTHER....
