Woorden:
The Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza

Whoa All this trapped in this cabin Lost in woods With my hero It strolls around the room Rocking chair When there's no one there And me left to see Disbelief

We held Strong arms As alpha decided our alliance Through childhood trust Bonds tied strong To these roots of compeer Attitude through perfect lean shows

Dods wash away this trend Still leave my face the same For I know the way I saw Numbers against one Can it stand firm on Let it stand firm on To stand