You know, you’re such a smooth criminal with the way you make me feel. It don’t matter if you’re black or white, cause I’m dangerous. You wanna be starting something? I want to rock with you (all night), and don’t stop til you get enough. I told the man in the mirror that the girl was mine, but I just can’t stop loving you.
P.S. I told Billie Jean it was human nature to beat it, and now she’s out of my life.
Monday, June 13, 2005
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