Power
Power. What a beautiful thing.
Don't you wish you had the power to create your own destiny?
Start your own little business in town but that ain't all.
You go and ask the hottest girl in school out, thinking that she'll say no but the words
come out as if you was a GENTLEman which you know you ain't.
This is were "Prom" comes in so please don't hesitate.
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