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The 25

Armed with a single sequined glove
Your music pure and full of love
A fedora hat, the style near complete
People amazed at how you move your feet.

Oh how we wish we could dance like that
And also look cool in that fedora hat
We try to moonwalk and be just like you
But as we fail, we know even you'd laugh too.

A sequined jacket, you're almost there
Now all that's really left, is your hair
A pair of white socks, c'mon Michael go
You've gotta be quick to start the show.

Finally you're done, and music starts blaring
Uninterested people all of a sudden start caring
The drumbeat pulses, and there you are
At that moment they all know you're a star.

The crowd goes nuts, and the screams hurt your ears
But the music takes over, and you're oblivious to cheers
Then that moment comes, and you're walking forward and back!
It's Christened the moonwalk, and you're so good at that.

Finally it's over and you take a bow
Everyone's stunned and can only say wow
You walk off the stage with a smile of delight
Yet you're not totally satisfied (well ain't that a fright?).

From that night on, you're officially the King (of Pop)
And after I saw it, I started thinking...
If a boy like Mihael can do all of that, then what's stopping me from trying that hat?
From that moment on I knew for sure
That you're the only one with so much allure.

It is now I leave you with a smile and goodbye
And hope that the bad times soon will die
So Michael, my pal, see you someday soon
(oh, by the way my mom says hi too).

When I'm picked on at school (I'm 14), I'll just think of you
And know that I can make my critics (most of them) shut up too
But anyway, Michael, so long
I'm going to my stereo to listen to your song.

As the drumbeat pulses, you're in my brain
I wish I'd have been there (it drives me insane)
In case no one knows what I'm talking about yet,
It's the Motown 25, now how could you forget?

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