Seven - Do a Little Dance...

When my sweet wife does a certain thing, no matter where

we are, I get all excited and I can't control myself. She can

make me do a goofy little dance just by looking at me with

love in her eyes. She protests that, from her point of view,

it is just me being silly, but I think not. My frantic reaction

is entirely in her hands, as she must know. I find it simply

amazing that she has this ability to make me dance around,

beyond my control, whenever she wants. It is my firm

belief that she does it on purpose, just because she can.

Get down, get down, get down, get down
Get down tonight, baby
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo...

Oh, I just can't resist: