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Friday, March 11, 2005

I'd rather dance...

When the beat comes a rockin' don't come a'knocking, don't even talk to me!! I don't have anything important to say, anyway. Nor do you...poo! I'm going hiking RIGHT NOW!! YES!!!

And I'll leave you with the brilliance of the Kings of Convenience
Kings of Convenience:


"I'd rather dance with you than talk with you
So why don't we just move into the other room
There's space for us to shake, and hey, I like this tune

Even if I could hear what you said
I doubt my reply would be interesting for you to hear
Because I haven't read a single book all year
And the only film I saw, I didn't like it at all

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking
I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings
And you'll make me smile by really getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
(Getting into the swing...)
I'd rather dance with you
I'd rather dance with you..."

Last minute confession: I'm obsessed with links now that I've mastered them, I love dark chocolate and dried turkish figs, and I love music!!!!!

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