So Roxy’s disco is pure as the Peruvian C, but then there are Jamaican guys getting their grove on, and God walks in the booth.
Bryan though, mean Q captain.
Think. I think who?
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Catch that buzz, love is the drug that I’m thinking of.
#[4]
Forget about the smack.
You wouldn’t know, #[5].
Tropical ass your wedges.
Then comes the bomb. God herself mozarting saltieri. Romantic, elegant and poetic.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gjEdn22AqTU
Nothing synthesized though, stands unaltered yet.
That this.