NEXT MORNING: 7:30

"That don't impress me much" was playing on the radio as the Schusters ate breakfast. Well as the girls ate breakfast the boys (Minus Artie and Kurt) were procrastinating and still sleeping. Santana sang along with the radio as she buttered her bagel

"All I want to get is a little bit closer

All I want to know is, can you come a little closer?

Here comes the breath before we get a little bit closer

Here comes the rush before we touch, come a little closer

The doors are open, the wind is really blowing

The night sky is changing overhead

It's not just all physical

I'm the type who won't get oh so critical

So let's make things physical

I won't treat you like you're oh so typical

I won't treat you like you're oh so typical

All you think of lately is getting underneath me

All I dream of lately is how to get you underneath me"

Quinn hip-bumped her jokingly, and put Santana's knife in the sink before she started dancing with herald singing

"Here comes the heat before we meet a little bit closer

Here comes the spark before the dark, come a little closer

The lights are off and the sun is finally setting

The night sky is changing overhead

It's not just all physical

I'm the type who won't get oh so critical

So let's make things physical

I won't treat you like you're oh so typical

I want you close, I want you

I won't treat you like you're typical

I want you close, I want you

I won't treat you like you're typical

Rachel, not wanting to be left out jumped in:

"Here come the dreams of you and me

Here come the dreams

Here come the dreams of you and me

Here come the dreams"

Mercedes and Tina danced around the singing girls and Kurt and Artie clapped along

Brittany jumped onto the island before anyone could stop her and took the next verse

It's not just all physical

I'm the type who won't get oh so critical

So let's make things physical

I won't treat you like you're oh so typical

I want you close, I want you

I won't treat you like you're typical

I want you close, I want you

I won't treat you like you're typical

Eventually all the girls started singing and Artie and Kurt (Who didn't know the words) were dancing with their sisters. Everyone of the girls sand together for the next couple of verses

I won't treat you like you're typical

I won't treat you like you're typical

All I want to get is a little bit closer

All I want to know is, can you come a little closer?

"SHUT UP" Finn yelled from his room

"GET UP" Santana yelled back. She turned off the radio and sat down to eat her bagel on the island in the kitchen