I think this one is pretty self-explanatory.
Sleepless nights at the chateau; visualize it. (I’ll give you something to do.) Cooch-cooch, wherever we go; visualize it. (I’ll give you something to do.) To get a wildfire burning, visualize it. (I’ll give you something to do.) Ace high, I’m going all in; visualize it. (I’ll give you something to do.) Spread it like peanut butter jelly. Do it like I owe you some money. Spread it like peanut butter jelly. Do it like I owe you some money. Spread it like―
―Galantis, “Peanut Butter Jelly” (2015)
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It is worth mentioning that I am not a tremendous fan of “dance” music. Certes, I have my weak spots, but let’s face it, some songs are just made for fucking.
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