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Jun 2014
I was hanging out with ghouls and demons
Met a man named Johnny
He bought me a drink and he wasn’t from another world
Hey Johnny hey Johnny what’s the price of a dance?
Let me melt in your eyes

Boy to Man
I’m not at all
Hey Johnny Hey Johnny
Up to a groove
Switching our feet on the dance floor and making a move
I’m feeling like I’m on the moon

Haunting me
Making me dance with something invisible
Johnny are you there?
Are you a ghost or man?
Or not at all
Oh my goblins
Written by
Braulio Romero  chicago
(chicago)   
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