When break I free
For to be star,
Clap you,
Clap and whistle you
As want I to be as Bollywood hero
Dancing in the streets,
Breaking the limbs,
Hurling legs and hands,
Curving the hips and thighs,
A loafer I, a romp I,
A rambler.
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