Dancin dancin dancin dancin machine, Mike doing
The Billie Jean, whie glove on, glitter on it it’s
Ole so clean, balloons dropping like confetti,
This lady naked walking away her body saying she
Is ready. I always feel like somebody watching me,
Changing the song like she should be changing the
Scene. Room all alone no fans, no microphone,
Mike’s gone. The King of Pop’s gone.