viernes, 5 de junio de 2009

I’ve had a little bit too much, much 
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by caught in a twisted dance 
Can’t find my drink oh man, where are my keys
 I lost my phone. 
 What’s going on, on the floor I love this record baby but I can’t see straight anymore 
Keep it cool, what’s the name of this club 
I can’t remember but it’s alright, I'm alright

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