It's a quarter past two. Turn on the strobelight. Give it get it give it come on. Give it get it come on. The flash is hypnotic. It got me paralyzed. Give it get it give it come on.
I was walking past this woman. Just the other day. From her neck. I felt the very same aroma. She was dipped in that cologne. That you used to spray. I just frozed and realized.