When I dance they call me macarena
and the boys they say that I�m buena
they all want me, they can�t have me
So they all come and dance beside me
move with me jam with me
and if your good i take you home with me
A la tuhuelpa legria macarena
Que tuhuelce paralla legria cosabuena
A la tuhuelpa legria macarena Eeeh, macarena
A-Hai 2x
Now don�t you worry �bout my boy friend
the boy who�s name is Nicorino
I don�t want him, �cause sent him
he was no good so I - hahaaaa
Now, come on, what was I supposed to do ?
He was outta town and his two friends were soooo fine
Ref. 2x
Claps Ahai Ahai
Keys
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Lach
Come and find me, my name is Macarena
always at the party,
�cause the chicos think I�m buena
come join me, dance with me
and all your fellows cat hello with me
Ref. 5x
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Well, I chose BengalBoy due to the breed of cat, Bengal Boy. I just thought it sounded funny. But what about my nickname, "dru"? Well, sit down and I'll tell you!
So it all started when I was about 10, I was very good at drawing. Flowers, swingsets, even humans! I could draw it all. My friends noticed this and gave me the nickname "Quickdraw McGraw" (the name of a cartoon with a cowboy donkey, chosen for me simply because it had "draw" in the name). It caught on but most people would call me "Quickdraw" for short or even just "Draw".
Fast forward a year, drawing wasn't as big a part of me now, but dancemats were. It all started when a firm pal of mine, Wallace, got a Dance Dance Revolution game for his birthday with a dance mat. We took it in turns blasting out our moves, tearing up the dancemat with our feet. When my birthday rolled around I asked for a dancemat of my own and sure enough I got it, and every day I would toddle along to Wallace's with my dance mat under my arm. We groomed ourselves into dancemat divas, no song and no difficulty setting was off the menu for us, we had to try it all. Some of my fondest memories are moving my feet to the likes of "Video Killed the Radiostar", "Oops I did it again" and "Rebel without a cause".
Eventually our 1 on 1 battles were proving monotonous, with us getting near equal scores, and we decided to step it up a notch. We took it to the arcade. There was always a new challenger to take on, and we would usually take it in turns to step up to the mark and annihilate them. Our initials became well known on the leaderboard, Wallace chose the juvenile route of using a naughty word- "FUK", but I just used my initials- "EDS", standing for Eggbert "Draw" Stern, I didn't have an actual middle name so I considered it as Draw, my current nickname.
One day me and Wallace rolled into the arcade, feeling pretty darned smug. We blasted out "Bust a Move" for a practise session. When we finished and the scores came up, something was strange... You see, Wallace was at the top when we left and I was right under, but now "EDS" dominated the leaderboard with scores I could never reach. I shrugged it off as a bug with the system, but Tarquin Mills, a veteran dancematter, ran up to me and told me...
"There's a new guy on the scene, he's incredible, he beat both your scores... The problem is, he has the same initials as you, Eggbert. He's Elliot Darwin Sembello."
I was shocked! My initials were my identity, I couldn't have someone taking them from me!
Me and Wallace had a few battles with randomers. I stubbornly stuck with EDS, not caring about this Elliot fellow. Later, a peculiar fellow walked through the arcade doors. Wearing a cloak and an eyepatch. He walked straight up to me and said "Eggbert... I presume?". "You must be Elliot... I'm not too 'appeh about you bein'ere!", I replied. He laughed in my face. "If this is about some silly initials, I'll make you a deal. We battle now. Winner keeps the initials". I agreed. I knew he was way out of my league but I couldn't let my dignity take a tumble. We got up on the mats and he chose Maniac by Michael Sembello. "My granduncle is Michael Sembello, you know", he smugly told me. "Whatever", I replied. We went with the hardest setting and the song started. I thought I was having no problems, collecting a nice array of GOODs and GREATs, with the occasional POOR. But then I looked at his screen, he wasn't missing one PERFECT. I was shocked, I knew I couldn't win, but I soldiered on... And I lost. I was laughed out of the arcade that day, and I was scared to go back.
After that I spent most of my time inside, drinking Coca Cola and playing Pokemon Blue on my Gameboy. Months passed and I was turning into a true slob, till one day my old pal Wallace appeared at my door. "Hey", I said, and invited him in. He said to me he said, "You've got to get back in that arcade, Elliot's getting too big for his own boots". "Don't talk about the dancemats please, that part of me is dead and gone", I told him and looked away. "Look Draw, I've been battling Elliot a lot and I've studied the way he moves, I think if I tried my best I could really exploit his weaknesses and take him down, but it's really your place to do that". I looked away again. "Fine. Fine Draw. Don't do it. You know what? You've changed. Because the Draw I know would never give up like this", Wallace said before walking away. "Wait... Wallace, wait!", I shouted. "I'll show myself out", he replied before slamming the door.
The next day I showed up at Wallace's door. He looked surprised to see me. "I'm gonna take that fucker down, you know, I'm gonna do it!", I vowed. "I knew you had it in you!", shrieked Wallace and we jumped for an airborne high five. We went into his living room and got his dance mat out. We started up his new Dance Dance Revolution game and I had a go. I was rusty given my time away from it, but I still racked up an appreciable score. I kept practising different songs while Wallace gave me handy hints and tricks, and told me about Elliot's weaknesses. Two weeks later and I was better than ever before, and I was ready to take on Elliot.
We walked into the arcade that fateful night. Elliot was on the dance machine sure enough. He had just beaten another child and made him cry. "Hey Elliot!", I yelled. He looked round and laughed. "Well well well... Look what the cat dragged in!". "I'm hear to take you on, Elliot", I announced. The arcade erupted into gasps. "You must be joking... After I destroyed you last time?", said Elliot, with the trademark smug tone in his voice. "That was last time. This time it's personal." I replied. "You're not worth my time", he said. "What's the matter Elliot... You're not scared are you?", I questioned. The arcade broke out into chants of "Yeah Elliot, you scared? Take this kid to the cleaners". "Shut up! Shut up!", howled Elliot. He looked straight at me, "Lets do this, moite."
We hopped onto the mats. We flipped a coin to decide who would choose the song, Elliot's side won. Just as I expected, he chose Michael Sembello - Maniac. "Remember this?", he cheekily asked. I just looked at him angry. The song started and we went ballistic, moving our feet in all sorts of ways to get those PERFECTs. We were both doing as well as eachother, but I was running out of energy. Just as the song was coming to an end, I blacked out.
I found myself in a strange place, everything was white, there was no gravity... I was floating. A familiar silhouette shadowed above me, a frog mixed with a penguin. "Fr... Froguin?", I said. "What happened to you Draw?", replied Froguin. "I can't do it. I can't do it Froguin. It's not in me", I cried. "It's always been in you", said Froguin, "Don't give up, Draw". I started flying upwards at a rapid pace. I found myself back in the arcade, sprawled out on the dancemat. "You can't be serious", said Elliot. "Rematch...", I said, "My score was only 100 points behind yours. This isn't finished yet". He begrudgingly accepted my offer, and we went for Maniac again.
This time I was ready. The first note dropped and I just went for it. I just moved, and moved, and moved. Everything else in the entire world was irrelevant right now. I was going to win. The song came to an end once more, and I looked up at the scores... I couldn't believe my eyes, I had beaten Elliot by a good 5000! It came to the high score screen and I had acheived the number 1 record. I turned round to taunt Elliot but I saw him sobbing. I couldn't believe this petty argument about initials had gone so far. I decided to do the noble thing. I adapted "Draw" to "Dru" and used DRU as my initials.
I was quiet as a mouse
when i snuck into your house
and took roofies with your spouse
in a nit and out a louse
and lice are lousy all the time
they suck your blood drink your wine
say shut up and quit your crying
give it time and you'll be fine
Crazy? I was crazy once, so they put me in a round room to die. But you can't die without corners. So I dug a Hole. That's when the worms came....worms, I hate worms, they make me crazy. Crazy, I was crazy once.........
Crazy? I was crazy once, so they put me in a round room to die. But you can't die without corners. So I dug a Hole. That's when the worms came....worms, I hate worms, they make me crazy. Crazy, I was crazy once.........
Crazy? I was crazy once, so they put me in a round room to die. But you can't die without corners. So I dug a Hole. That's when the worms came....worms, I hate worms, they make me crazy.
Help meeeee
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