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I want to scream, Twist and shout like a primal pop hit. An atomic tango plays in my head, Angry, loud, hot. My lead heart wants to Fall out, weary from the Saturday night fever. COME ON, BABY, DO THE LOCOmotion. Wait. Don't let the chaos reign. Contain it. A drumline rolls and then the rimshot and his face Doesn't go away. Is he on the dance floor where I need to SLIDE TO THE LEFt. Stop. Good things come to those who can Why? The love hurts a downpour a flooD. the music is so loud the fear the anger the luv luve love gentlehearts in need of WELL UR WALKIN ANDA TALKIN
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 7:57 PM UTC
The Sunshine Boogie
I want to scream, Twist and shout like a primal pop hit. An atomic tango plays in my head, Angry, loud, hot. My lead heart wants to Fall out, weary from the Saturday night fever. COME ON, BABY, DO THE LOCOmotion. Wait. Don't let the chaos reign. Contain it. A drumline rolls and then the rimshot and his face Doesn't go away. Is he on the dance floor where I need to SLIDE TO THE LEFt. Stop. Good things come to those who can Why? The love hurts a downpour a flooD. the music is so loud the fear the anger the luv luve love gentlehearts in need of WELL UR WALKIN ANDA TALKIN
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Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 7:57 PM UTC
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