LOG IN…

How many times must I do so?

Three, four, more?

Then I kick myself off,

Got to open that door,

To my brain core, so sore.

No really, I log in, get all set,

Then I get logged out,

I am starting to sweat,

I think a move, maybe to Tibet,

Would be of help to my sweating brow,

But then, I would not have the know how,

To access this my favorite site,

Anyway, as a monk,

I would certainly be a sight,

Long hair, that they would have to tie me down,

To cut off,

Feeling like losing my manhood,

In the process.

No, no, better to stay where I am,

Can’t get the club music on the radio in the mountains,

(Lookin’ Flashy in my Mercedes Benz, get this party started…)

Ah how I love this station on Saturday nights,

But what the hell was I discussing, oh why fight,

I am not in the mood now to type, and that is right…

Let me just log out, so I can dance around the shack with Rufuz,

Has to be the funniest shadows on the shades,

Best to get a buzz first…     

“Yeah, JUMP, for your love, tell me how you want me, feel it in your heart, feel you getting’ higher and hotter…JUMP for my love!! “

                   JHappy Saturday Night!J