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David Massacre
The Sharpest Knife
Monday, March 23, 2009
Four to the floor. I'm right behind you.
I got your back, you got mine. No doubt, my lovelies. To the floor, let us dance.
We'll dance with our friends.
We'll dance with one another.
We'll dance with the boys.
We'll dance till tomorrow never comes.
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Four to the floor. I'm right behind you.
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