Jeffrey:
I am the master of my own universe.
And I dance just as good as I want to.
I have created a dance in my own image.
Look at me!
One, two, three, four...
Nothing.


Chorus:
Nada.

Jeffrey:
Amazing.
How can you tell the dancer from the dance?

Nikki:
Oh Jeff your dance is divine.
Teach me to dance Jeffrey.
Move my body with your hands.
How should I move my hips?

Jeffrey:
Your hips will take care of themselves.


Chorus:
Your hips will take care of themselves.

Jeffrey:
Hips.
Oh yeah.
Now.
Resume the active phase.


Chorus:
Your hips will take care of themselves.

Jeffrey:
Hips.
I am the master of my own universe.
And I dance just as good as I want to.
I have created a dance in my own image.
Look at me!

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