You think I can't dance 'cause I'm fat and white?
Well come find me on a Friday night
Its so superb how I move my feet
I'll tear it up like an old receipt.
bud23 Reviewed by bud23 on . The reply only with a line from a song thread Now, he's hell-bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill. All he believes are his eyes And his eyes, they just tell him lies. Rating: 5