Blues dancing on a moonlit night,/
perhaps alone near firelight./
One can only hope/
she won’t grope/
and then take flight.
Blues dancing on a moonlit night,/
perhaps alone near firelight./
One can only hope/
she won’t grope/
and then take flight.
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