Its 3.am the late night thoughts are back. Should I banish them or let them in like they're asking?
I'm listening to music that makes me want to grab someone and dance,
The music that you want to hear when you want to have a good time,
Damn, do I even know what a good time is like anymore?
The hook just played again. Her voice so upbeat,
I should really wear those stilettos again,
I mean I have been having a shit week,
But no, the what ifs are playing again,
What if they don't fit anymore?
What if there are no nice girls?
Looks don't matter if she's beautiful emotionally,
Yeah, tonight I'm going to wing my lashes, slip on my heals, shimmy into my black dress that is just short enough to make me feel sexy, and put on some harlot red,
Who's ready to dance there damned hearts out,
Because I don't know about you but relationships are messy but dancing is fun.
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I've been wanting to dance for some time. After all, you don't have to take your clothes off to have a good time.
Kisses :)
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