If you gonna have a wife you have to be able to dance, In a moderately cheerful and catchy rhythms to some thing called music. For no one can just step up to a girl and say, you’ll come home with me.
First you have to dance your ass off until three o’clock, then maybe you will
But if you miss both boldness and courage and like techno, disco and funk it’s not much i can tell you
If you go out on a weekday and you are shy, and go home at twelve because you have no fun
it’s a bad sign, but on a saturday night you be out all night, till every place shutting down and hopefully getting really drunk, then you without difficulty can step forward and bid up every cocky madame,
In the midst of such a night in search of sin, I be damned if i don’t find your dream
And if i'm getting married, and the man in harmonious neck, exacts me a wedding waltz, and though I stand among genera in rented tuxedo, I say no without hesitation
I never dance sober somewhere/anywhere, Never no chance i do it, I will never dance sober
call it evasions if you want, Without any alcohol i be standing still.


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