Someone asked about this Drake White song, so enjoy your request! And surprise! You get a two for one deal!
Nibs grinned as he took the microphone again.
Laying with my lady on the riverbank
She looked over lazy, and she gave me a wink
She said: "There's no sense a working if it's this dang hot"
So dip your toes in the water, baby this is the spot
Well it feels good, good, good
It feels right, right, right
Oh, it feels good, good, good
So, we gonna lay back and let it ride
Well, I bought a scratch off ticket
Well, the winning kind
Well, I saw them lucky sevens in that checkout line
I got a twelve pack, big sack
Carton of smokes
Now I'm dancing like I just saw the Holy Ghost
Well it feels good, good, good
It feels right, right, right
Oh, it feels good, good, good
So, we gonna lay back and let it ride
You got them weekend warriors
Partying all night long
You got them moonshine lovers
Just getting it on
Does it make you feel happy?
Does it make your heart beat?
Does it make you shake it honey?
Does it make you move your feet?
Well it feels good, good, good
It feels right, right, right
Oh, it feels good, good, good
So, we gonna lay back and let it ride
Well it feels good, good, good
It feels right, right, right
Oh, it feels good, good, good
So, we gonna lay back and let it ride
"That was interesting, Nibs; where did that come from?" Wendy asked.
"Rum Tum Tugger sang this with Bombalurina at the after party for Cats," Nibs explained.
"Well, Mister Mistoffelees did a good job on it," Wendy smiled. She took the microphone as he sat down and started her favorite Lynda Carter song.
Toto I get the feelin' we're not in Kansas anymore
Through the wind and storm
We find ourselves alone
Toto I get the feelin' we're not in Kansas anymore
We're on a golden road in a moving picture show
Oh, don't it feel like paradise
(And) Oh, how could somethin' be so nice?
But at least I've got company
'Cause Toto, it's you and me
And here we go
Toto, I get the feelin' we're not in Kansas anymore
But all I want to know Is how do we get home
Toto, we've found our way inside a book of dreams
Our time is almost gone, yet it seems it's just begun
Oh, don't it feel like paradise
(And) Oh, how could somethin' be so nice?
But at least I've got company
'Cause Toto, it's you and me
And here we go
'Cause I wanna go home
I wanna go home...
Peter frowned at Wendy. "You don't ...really... want to go home, do you?" he asked.
"Of course, not, silly," she smiled. That's just the song." He looked greatly relieved.
"Let's see what else is in here..." Slightly said, rummaging through the box.