Too Good For You

twenty nine

A/N: play the song at Billie. Love you 🤍

Sada
February 15th, 2021

"I hit that shit!" I jump around excitedly after just hitting the nastiest moonwalk in the kitchen. I'm
currently blasting my Michael Jackson playlist while I clean my kitchen in nothing but my underwear and fuzzy socks. I'd changed my locks so only my mother has a key to my place.

Of course once Billie and I get back to that point we'll each share a key for one another's place.

Cause we're the party people
Night and day
Living crazy that's the only way

So tonight, gotta leave that nine to five
up on the shelf.
And just enjoy yourself

Groove, let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all
If you live it off the wall

I spin around and dumb the dustpan out into the trash can then set the broom back into the pantry. I grab the mop and the mop bucket then go back over to the kitchen sink that I'd just cleaned. I continue humming along and turn the sink on the hottest setting. I grab the pinesol from under the cabinet and twist the cap off then pour some into the bucket.

"Let em' know Mike!" I hype up young Michael Jackson's backing vocals. "Michael could sang boy!" I say, copying off of what my dad used to say whenever he'd hear his music.

I chuckle to myself at the memory and adjust the faucet to fill up the bucket with the scolding hot water. After it gets to a decent amount I put it on the floor and dip my mop into it. I then put it into the connected wringer and push the lever down so that it spins the extra water out.

"Oooh this my song!" The piano medley starts and a woman's sultry voice comes through.

There's something I have to say to you
If you promise you'll understand
I cannot contain myself
When in your presence

I'm so humble
Touch me
Don't hide our love
Woman to man

A few seconds the beat drops and I dance around the mop bucket careful not to spill any of the hot water on my feet.

"She's just a lover, who's doing me by. It's worth the giving, it's worth the try." I pull the mop out of the bucket and start mopping near the sink.

You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
She wants to give it
Ah, she wants to give it
She wants to give it

I use the handle of the mop as a microphone and dance as if I'm entertaining a crowd.The woman's voice starts before bridge of the song comes in. Which is in my opinion the best part of the song.

One thing in life you must understand
The truth of lust, woman to man
So open the door and you will see

There are no secrets
Make your move, set me free

"Because there's something about you baby. That makes me want to give it to you." I break out into the routine I'd memorized from the Michael Jackson Experience game. I used to whoop Maddy's ass in this game. After I finish mopping the floor I make my way back to my bedroom to make my bed. As I'm pulling my comforter down Ghost by Michael Jackson plays.

"Awww shit!" I jump onto my bed and kick the pillows off as I break into dance. I'm sure if my neighbors saw me they'd think I was a complete fool.