basta è finita mi è partito quel momento.


Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dance floor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance-whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now