dear lionel richie...

thank you for last nite
yes, yes i am a brickhouse
you have a way with words...
though the dancing on the ceiling was kinda weird
i am sorry the weather did not permit us to be together
all night long
but i will fondly remember the way you looked
on the jumbo tron

you still got it babe
i would never think of you
as nicoles daddy....
well not all the time...

say you, say me
love
(call me...we'll nosh..)
s