Dirty Diana

Comme Nelly as insisté pour que je crée un skyblog sur Michael Jackson je lui dédies ce premier article... Nelly est tout comme moi une fan de Michael et n'arretes as de chercher des photos sur le Roi de la Pop. Ne pouvant résister au charme de ce danseur incroyable je la comprends parfaitement, néanmoins il lui arrive parfois lorsque les visionne de soupirer et parfois de pousser de petits cris même en public. Il m'arrive parfois d'être en transe tout comme elle mais je me contiens. Il faut avouer que cette photo est hmmmmmh..... MAGNIFIQUE ALORS NELLY VAS Y LACHE TOI !!!!!

OUUUUUUUUUUUUUU là c'est moi qui fond...

J'adore cette photo et quand il souriiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!!

Comment matérialiser le corps parfait? il ETAIT unique et c'etait celui de Michael Jackson : admirez ce petit fessier musclé par des heures et des heures de danse où il a transpiré...
0% de graisse et 100% de plaisir. Pourquoi ne suis-je pas né dans les années 60?

Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .

You'll Never Make Me Stay
So Take Your Weight Off Of Me
I Know Your Every Move
So Won't You Just Let Me Be
I've Been Here Times Before
But I Was Too Blind To See
That You Seduce Every Man
This Time You Won't Seduce Me

She's Saying That's Ok
Hey Baby Do What You Please
I Have The Stuff That You Want
I Am The Thing That You Need
She Looked Me Deep In The Eyes
She's Touchin' Me So To Start
She Says There's No Turnin' Back
She Trapped Me In Her Heart

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana
Let Me Be!

Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .
Oh No . . .

She Likes The Boys In The
Band
She Knows When They Come To Town
Every Musician's Fan After
The Curtain Comes Down
She Waits At Backstage
Doors
For Those Who Have Prestige
Who Promise
Fortune And Fame, A Life
That's So Carefree
She's Saying That's Ok
Hey Baby Do What You Want
I'll Be Your Night Lovin' Thing
I'll Be The Freak You Can Taunt
And I Don't Care What You
Say
I Want To Go Too Far
I'll Be Your Everything
If You Make Me A Star

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana . . .
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana . . .
Diana!
Diana!
Dirty Diana!
It's Dia . . .Aa . . .Aa . . .
Come On!

She Said I Have To Go Home
'Cause I'm Real Tired You See
But I Hate Sleepin' Alone
Why Don't You Come With
Me
I Said My Baby's At Home
She's Probably Worried
Tonight
I Didn't Call On The Phone To
Say That I'm Alright

Diana Walked Up To Me,
She Said I'm All Yours
Tonight
At That I Ran To The Phone
Sayin' Baby I'm Alright
I Said But Unlock The Door,
Because I Forgot The Key,
She Said He's Not Coming
Back
Because He's Sleeping With
Me

Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, No
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana, Nah
Dirty Diana . . .
Come On!
Come On!
Come On!
Come On!...