White Funky Groove

Two, three, four

I had a drink
At quarter past four
You walked in, it seems
As I walked out the door
And you stood, staring blankly
So I made my first move
And I started to dance
To this very white funky groove
And as the tempo got faster
My heart matched the speed
But then I woke up to find

It was all just a dream

And now I'm dreaming
'Till you come back
I'm tweaking out and taking frequent naps
I'd hibernate if thats the only way that you would ever come back



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Heimburger
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