I haven't even moved from my spot and it's only been five minutes.
Seriously, where are the bathrooms here?
I make my way to the kitchen and found a bathroom.
I finish doing my business and go to the living room.
Adam is still not downstairs so I still got sometime to myself.
Out of nowhere, I started singing 'Lucy'.
"She's off to party with the diamond dogs
From the wrong side of the tracks
Her window's open anytime she's home
But now it's locked up at last
She was bound to break free from the start
Girl got that rebel heart
She's out to rumble, gonna get it on
There ain't no stopping her now
Lucy
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Lucy, Lucy
Yeah, yeah
She's off to sell herself at the city bar
Her jaws loaded for love
She's gon' get beaten with playing the dark
Innocence under attack
She was bound to be stabbed in the back
All for some fun in the sack
Now she's alone and got no one to call
Well, no, she ain't turning her back
Lucy
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Lucy, Lucy
Yeah, yeah
Lucy
Oh, Lucy
Alright
Yeah, yeah
Run away
Lucy
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Run away
Run away-ay-ay-ay
Lucy, Lucy
Yeah, yeah
{x2}
Lucy" I ended the song with a 20 second high note.
I soon heard clapping.
I turned around and see Adam with his mouth hanging open, like from earlier (except no puke on him this time) clapping.
"How long have you been watching?" I asked.
"The whole time." Adam replied.
My mouth formed the shape of an 'o'.
"Do you want to audition for X Factor?" Adam asked.
I went wide-eyed.
"I would love to, Adam. But, I don't think I could face the audience nor the judges." I said "I never sang in front of anybody except you."
By the way, Adam was now in a black shirt, black leather pants, black combat boots, black leather gloves.
Everything matched with his black nail polish.
"You would be perfect. But, I'm not forcing you to do it." Adam said, chuckling.
"Yeah yeah, mister. Now, let's head back to auditions. The King doesn't want to be late, right?" I joked.
"Yes, I shall not be late." Adam said, trying to sound like Queen Elizabeth II, and trying to make a royal face.
"Then let's go, Queen Elizabeth!" I laughed.
Adam laughed also and we headed out to his car.
Now, let's try again.
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Life Of A Glambert
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