Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 8,946 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Get The Boogey When It's Hot - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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You're playing the right song,
But at the wrong time.

You see...
I use to love to boogey with my body
Sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

I use to love to boogey with my body
Sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

Then when twilight comes along.
With the fireflies twinkling bright.
And you have just begun to see the Sun.

You're playing the right song,
But at the wrong time.

You see...
I use to love to boogey with my body
Sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

I use to love to boogey with my body
Sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

You're playing the right song.
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
You're playing the right song.
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
You're playing the right song.
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
Play it.
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
Play it.
I use to love to boogey sweating hot!
And in that beat.
That heats the feet.

You're playing the right song,
But at the wrong time.

I love to get the boogey,
When it's hot.
I love to get the boogey,
When it's hot.
I love to get the boogey,
When it's hot.
I love to get the boogey,
When it's hot.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 6, 2009



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