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Chug Cramproll made his heelstand in Buffalou so the story goes.
He sprinkledd sand on a surface
and made percussion sounds to the amazment of an audeince.
The song "Mumbled" was used as his entrance theme.
It's beleived it was remixed to the standards
of Modern sounds to have
a edgey Urban feel. " Jive Talking" Cat Vamp was said to be his manager.
"Scatt " and Bebop accompanied them to the ring. Off the wire these sounds like
"oh-be Doo-Bee" with some "ahh-you ahh's"
the debutting sounds of reasons.
So Right" and Yubbia Yubbah"
modern talking swing grooves.
When asked about that debut he said
" I'm a fool to want you: you know
that's life: thats the way it's gotta be!"
Where's that Crooner man; WWhere's that Crooner?"
Zu Du-dum: ooh we!
ahh wee ah!
OOh-wee!
Dancologist needed here
fix these up
From the Desk of D.B. Alcuna
frowarded to the Dance Department
Groove Center
Slide in your slide
catch the groove and Grind
let the music play
aint no nevermind
watch the dancer groove
smeeze: bust a move
bouncing all around
shimmy ya'll gone doo
I know you like the song
I see you boop and Prance
all i wanna know;is can I watch you jam
Dance: Dance;Dance
Woah Renegade
twirl move that you made
gyrate;oh go behave
let me see you Dance
let me see you Dance
I see can Groove
I seen you drop a move
I like it when that song
make that Phat thang move
Dance
dance
dance
gone and Dance
ya'll wanna
Dance:
Dance:
Dance
Gone and Dance
Samba,
Salsa,
Flamenco,
or groovin slow
when the song is over
holla back for more
I wanna see you Dance
I wanna watch that Phat Thang Move
watch drop it down
moving to the groove
dance
dance
dance
gone and dance
Swagg Prance
Groove and Bounce
shake your groovey Thang
shake it all about
Dance:
Dance;
Dance
Go on and dance
Wear something nice
Not to fancy
Check the heels
On those shoes
Tonight I feel like
dancing
This is a lovers
Interlude
Iwe feel in love in
Ole Dell Rio
Under a Strawberry
Moon
It ain't that complicated
It's our destiny
I assume
She's such a sophisticated
Lady
Darling can I hold your
Hand
It's a privilege to say
Your my lady
I'm so proud to
be your man
Now and then I would
Answer
If only you would ask
I'd kiss you now
It neither chore or task
We feel in love
In Ole Dell Rio
Put a flower in
Her hair
She is such a sexy woman
I could watch and stare
Girl I'm in the mood
I'm feeling the groove
I like your moves
Taking me to realm of fantasy
Because you're my muse
You steadily giving me inspiration
So I need your attention without pressure.
God bless me with you
You never play games
So I respect you
Your love is sweeter
Than palm wine
You always drive me crazy
Whenever you whine that waist, so magical.
Baby I like your magic
You're not systematic
Always automatic
You're authentic
God sent
I like your gist
It a leisure in disguise.
Begin with a groove, some delicious, soulful melodies interwoven with genres including jazz, neo-soul, lo-fi hip-hop, jazz sub-genres/
with spoken word tricks in the mix with programmed drums, turntables, looping in Sonny Rollins, Elvin Jones, Hubert Laws, Lonnie Liston Smith/
add some house music word with a vibrant, rhythmic pulse packin' the dance floor/ so hey, whatcha say to the DJ as he's laying down beats, experimenting with melodic hooks and some nasty background heat/
double scratching Rick James Super Freak and pumpin' up the supa dupa bassline from Mary Jane Girls All Night Long to the party hardy dance house crowd/
ethereal pops of sound synergy drops/ man, hit me with a lo-fi boost so I can spit out my word anthem I'm sparking off now the heat be flowin' down to my dancin' feet/
I dig the Crooklyn crew is bringing back Break Dancin' with their signature freestyle/
they even brought their cardboard dance floor/ they be makin' moves and cuttin' grooves/ I hate to go but I'm outta here/
gotta jam into the poetry slam
Sweet sounds softly
You make me want to sing
Sweet sounds
move me
I wanna do my thing
I gotta hankering for you
With your licorice lips kiss me fast
Send me over the mandarin moon
Give my rear a playful smack
Like red rose let us romantically bloom
Be my shadow match my dips
In peach pool of love guided by hips
Drink me like wine take sensual sips
With hearts entwined tighten green grip
My skin is warm wet and soft
Like a fire your touches excite
My hair is long and in it get lost
You’ll never forget the smell of delight
Delicious food is your erotic groove
I feel fed like a babe by mother's milk
It’s wonderful to be loved by you
Loving you back I always will
Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
As they gathered for the war dance
With movements to percussion's groove
Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
Prepared for war, their skills to prove
Blazing fire put them in a trance
Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
As they gathered for the war dance
6-12-2024
Grooves Move the Room
Baby let's keep it simple
I'll just make it plain
latley you been
mooping around
out their acting strange
I don't knoow if there's
a problem
only you know what's going on
we got rules in this relationship
Bett'not be string me
along
Wanna say shut up
and do it
But I don't wanna push you away
Aint got no time for
foolishess
Don't wanna play no silly games
Get your head in order
turn away them
pop-up friends
I'm tryna keep you with me
Aint tryna push you away
grooves Move the Room
What's that you talking about
Woman I'm still yo man
Aint nothing going on
Why don't you stop playing silly games
gotta lotta work to do
need my gal beside me
I love you
and you know it's true
still want you to be right by me
said it when I bought the ring
Said it when I put it
on your hand
I aint going nowhere
Always will be your man
Kiss me stand beside me
we going all the way
we gonna be together
no matter what people say
Am I in the groove or on the right track?
My record player goes clickety-clack,
The lyrics I hear are all in pig-Latin,
Backed by the sounds of downtown Manhattan.
rough lumber
and 32 inches of
concrete stabilized cobb
with interior and siding
and rough lumber ends
to make the interior
look like a log cabin
a overlapping roof
with windows centered
16 inches inside
the
rough lumbered walls
a rustic modern
living area
to sheild the
persons from the
ruffs of winter
and the harsh heat
of sumer.
Neosoul and swing a melonic groove
is how she fashioned his music.
A term of endearment.
They styled the ollabartions
from words
one word supported
the other.
A circa when with the lyrics.
A rich bold bassey groove to some songs.
And a strict snap and turn dance ska for the lovers of dance..
when the whoomps and the strings intermingle
with the woodwinds and brasses.
People jump from there seats
and be shaking there a$ses type music. Inspiration from
the orcheastras eagerness to
show how great they are. Some people look
at inspiration from
not finding the right thing to say.
But these cats walk on hot tin roofs barefooted
knowing what to do.. Bluestone Funk!
Sweet romance with no broken heart type
movements.
grooving to the groove makes
love songs that much appealling. Smile at you defeat
knowing your time is coming. Wear that strap Champion and
shake your thang at your reseption.
Okay yeah
that's what I'm
talking about
that's the way to do it
yeah aint know thing
like what it surpassed to
somethings got'em going
keep that groove
flowing
thats the way it should be
yeah we got something going
we're on the right path
success is just
moments away
lyeah
yeah
yeah....
right there!
yeah!
yeah
yeah!
just like that
whoo!
A group of wealthy Billionaires
found away to a tax break by help
homeless people.
A wealthy politicain told them
to buy an old cruiseship put it
in the desert.
Create a Solar grid, create a water harvesting system
store the sewage, and hire and train guards and maitaince people
and use the place for one year as a business office and they
would allow the county to buy it and establish a new community.
The efords would provide them with tax credits and incentives.
Little known to them a group of men, stored Painite, terbium and Elaliite
and elkinstantonite in the walls of the ship. They also stored a formula to stablize francium. When these men found out the Billionaires plan they went into action to retreive there lost treasure.
From the dojo's of Malaysia comes a Superhero who takes no mess!
I heard my Dad singing and playing the piano a few rooms away.
Ripples of wonder poured over me and the Holy Spirit filled all the empty space in my life that day.
A new assurance, a powerful dominance vibrating and emanating
from my Dad's mouth.
A power of divinity, the sound of many waters that had all dominions of demons running south.
In his voice, I could tell Dad had a new groove.
He possessed an unshakable faith that no one could move.
He sang as though Angels were in command of his voice.
I hear people speak to Dad saying have a good day.
My Fathers reply would always be, I have no choice.
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