I wonder if you like my music I wonder if you like my song I wonder if you dance I wonder if you like my music I wonder if you sing along I wonder if you dance I wonder if you like my music I wonder if you like the tone I wonder if I could sit down and write you a poem I wonder if you dance I wonder if you like my music I wonder if you like the sound I wonder what you do if I played the piano and sung you a song I wonder if I could touch you without hands I wonder if you dance I wonder if you vibe
The Immortal Wize
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Spin Around (10222025)
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