Happily Ever After

You can hear opera

You can hear rock and roll

You can hear hip-hop or heavy metal

You can try to plié or samba or tango

To the abstract spastic electro beat

You've got to dance for me

You've got to dance for your baby

Will you come on and dance for me

Will you dance for mom and pop

And dig this pop melody

You can hear pop music

You can see the DJ spinning 

You can have your favorite tracks and cuts

You may dance all alone in your room 

To the radio with a hair brush or a comb

You may have you favorite musicals

You may have your favorite theme

You can have no where to go

It's called a dance floor

Jump on 

And do this damn thing

I know you wanting more

Hold on

We could live happily 

Happily Ever After isn't true

It's a state of being

You can put your head down 

And buckle your feet

You can lift your head up 

And keep moving your feet

I know you wanting more

We can live happily ever after

We can live so happily

H-A-P-P-P-Y

H-A-P-P-P-Y, guys!

There's an extra p for your beloved me

Here's an X for my beloved angel