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[dummschwallen]

I love myself

I want you to love me

When I feel down

I want you above me

I search myself

I want you to find me

I forget myself

I want you to remind me

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[crucifying]

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[dummschwallen]

Come on, this is the best song in the entire history of music. It puts a smile on anyone's face.

[dummschwallen]

Back home I have a version on my iPod of a boys' choir singing it. Seriously. It's great.

[dummschwallen]

Come on, sing with me: "I don't want anybody else, when I think about you I touch myself, Ooooooh"

[crucifying]

.....no.

[dummschwallen]

This would be so much easier if you were drunk right now!

[dummschwallen]

Just a little "Oooooh" ?

[crucifying]

Well...

[dummschwallen]

It'll make you feel so much better. It could be a platonic "Oooooh" just to start us off.

[crucifying]

I have an idea.

[dummschwallen]

Is it a good idea, babycakes?

[crucifying]

It is.

Tell me where you are.

[dummschwallen]

... waaaaaaaait a second, I'm onto you. Like syrup on a pancake, sweet stuff.

[crucifying]

Oh really?

[dummschwallen]

If I tell you where I am, you're going to come over and kill me. No sexual hijinks will ensue, I'm going to get all worked up for nothing, and you're not going to go "Ooooooh" with me all night long.

[crucifying]

And if I don't come find you, however is any of that going to happen?