OUT OF THE BLUE by Christian Cambone

Twisting pivoting,
Twisting pivoting,
There was a family in Irvingstone.

Turning around,
Yes, turning around,
Yes, turning around right
NOW.

Turning, swirling, twisting, spiraling and
Going to the top of the cliff by the sea.

Bluey the sea, light brown the sand,
quite darker the stone and even more the face of the
person I am dating right now... Yeahh!!

And frothy my partner and snitchy the crab,
he's coming to us and saying <<he doesn't love meeeeeee...>>