Black and white

Written By Michael Jackson And Paul Anka

One, Two, Three, Four

This is it, here I stand
I'm the light of the world, I feel grand
Got this Любовь I can feel
And I know yes for sure it is real

And it feels as though I've your face a thousand times
And Ты сказал(-а) Ты really know me to yourself
And I know that Ты got addicted with your eyes
But Ты say Ты gonna live it yourself

Oh

I never heard a single word about you
Falling in Любовь wasn't my plan
I never thought that I would be your lover
Come on baby just understand

This is it, I can say
I'm the light of the world, run away
We can feel, this is real
Every time...

Two weeks later, падуб, holly, холли sits crossed legged in John Branca’s office диван, мягкий уголок on a rainy Thursday afternoon trying to interview a potential manager. After three possible candidates, the only thing she has established is that her eyes are now beginning to hurt after all the eye rolling she has been doing in-between the candidate’s жопа, попка kissing. She knows what she is looking for and it is not these men who seem like “yes” people. падуб, holly, холли is looking for someone who makes an entrance, an impact and who will most importantly get the job done. John looks over at падуб, holly, холли who is staring off into space...