Too Fat for Love
He said, no humour in his voice.
Geez, something was definitely up his arse.
"Yeah, you the man," I yelled clapping as the song ended, "I came to dance, dance, dance, brands, plans, urgh I can never remember the lyrics, on and on and on!"
I crossed my arms as I leaned into the seat, and let the breeze coming from the half open window blow against my face, my headache was still there, but with the music I was distracted, it goes on and on and on, i put my hands up in the air sometimes.