Thursday, April 20, 2006

Wouldn't life be just that much more complete if the Franz Ferdinand song "Michael" were in fact about Michael McDonald?



This is where I'll be so heavenly,
so come and dance with me Michael
So sexy, I'm sexy, So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you wanna to see,
so come and dance with me Michael
So close now, so close now,so come and dance with me,
so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me




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 dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael, waiting on a silver platter now ... and nothing matters now





...if only...