"Love is Strange" Dick told Twain, "fan that distant spark And realize the animal Within each beating heart". Don't be stalling When love comes crawling.
Dance, dance, dance - Here comes Lance. You're my lump of clay. I'll grade and critique your work today, Then's my turn to play.
No one can move you the way I do. There's nothing left to hold on to And no denying my shadow youor light. I'll come to you in your dreams tonight. Oh - yeah!
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