wow
i
mean it
just
wow
it
is so late
i’m
on some street
heart
of los angeles
and
i’m dancing
it’s
hot
everything
gone
but
my jeans
and
i’m dancing
who
says midnight
is
not a dance floor
who
says we can’t dance
unless
the dj plays
the
perfect score
i’m
spinning
moving
whirling
gyrating
it’s all just forgotten
and
yes
there
is
so
much to forget
i
don’t need a hit
a
swig
or
a kiss
just
this dance
let
me dance
just
let me dance
it’s
l. a.
cars
keep going
on
their way
no
one cares
no
one wants to share
and
i don’t need
them
to feed
on
me
just
let me dance
let
me move
let
me groove
if
they descend
this
dance will not end
lock
me up
i
will not stop dancing
whether
or not you approve
this
is my groove
midnight
motions
almost
naked
moving
moving
moving
just
dance?
just
fucking dance
even
no
especially
in
the dark
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