I rise early in the day feeling similar to that of P. Diddy.
I procure my spectacles, and leave to go to town
As I am going, I clean my teeth with a container of whiskey
For when I depart, I will not return

I speak of pedicures upon our toes
Dressing in our favorite outfits
Young men causing the explosion of our speaking devices
Closing our carriage top and playing our favorite records
Going to formals
Attempting to become intoxicated

Do not pause, cause it to pop
Disc-Jockey, cause the explosion of my amplifying devices
This night, I shall have an altercation
Until the rays of the new morn's sun shine
The clock ticks
But the formal continues

I do not have worry, for I have alcohol
I have no currency, but I have already arrived
And now gentlemen are coming to us because they hear of our audacity
But we refuse them unless they resemble Mick Jagger

I speak of everyone enjoying themselves
Young men attempting to caress my genitalia
I shall strike if he becomes too intoxicated

We continue until we are asked to leave
Or the authorities arrest us
Authorities arrest us
The constable arrest us

Disc-Jockey, you encourage me
You destroy me
My heart beats
Verily, you are in possession of me

My hands are raised
You are in possession of me
You have that melody
Verily, you are in possession of me

The formal does not commence until I arrive

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