Staying Alive

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
Im a womans man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm
Ive been kicked around since I was born

“Asked me out?” Matt scoffed.”More like forced me into submission!”
Jordan rolled his eyes. “You have a date,more importantly one that wasn’t found by me. Be happy.”
“It’s not-”
“What more do you need?!”Jordan demanded,leading the way toward the door.
“Um, reasurance? Professional documentation? Your alibi?” Matt listed.
Jordan stopped and turned around, confused. “My alibi?”
“To prove that you’ve never met Karissa in your life.”Matt said with a straight face.
Jordan looked a cross between helpless laughter and wanting to slap Matt because of his stupidity.
“Relax, I’m kidding.”
Jordan sighed.”You’re a sad, strange little man.”
“Hey!” Matt protested.”No Toy Story!”
Jordan jumped into the driver’s seat of his convertable, movie style, without opening the door. He began to sing.
“You’ve got a friend in me!”
Matt climbed into the car and sighed.

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