i don't anythin'
Eros P.O.V.
i looked up at my father an idea quickly forming in my head. well if we have to sing we might as well have some fun with this. me and Ares steeped into the middle of the room. the music came to a start to the surprise of many we started to sing Don't Trust Me.
"Black dress, with the tights underneath
I've got the breath of the last cigarette on my teeth
And she's an actress (actress), but she ain't got no need
She's got money from her parents and a trust fund back east"
i looked towards my mother her face was mix between horror and delight. looking away from my mother Ares started to sing.
"T-t-t-tongue's always pressed to your cheeks
While my tongue is on the inside of some other girl's teeth
Tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef
That I'm a vegetarian, and I ain't fuckin' scared of him"
now it was my turn.
"She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me"
ares went back to sing.
"X's on the back of your hands
Wash them in the bathroom and drink like the bands
And the setlist (setlist) you stole off the stage
Has red and purple lipstick all over the page"
well that was a short brake.
"B-b-b-bruises cover your arms
Shaking in the fingers with the bottle in your palm
And the best is (the best is), no one knows who you are
Just another girl alone at the bar
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me"
finally dads turn.
"Shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips
I said shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips
I said shush, girl! Shut your lips
Do the Helen Keller and talk with your hips
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me
She wants to touch me (whoa)
She wants to love me (whoa)
She'll never leave me (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Don't trust a hoe
Never trust a hoe
Won't trust a hoe
Won't trust me"
well at rest moms face finally made up it's mind as we ended the song looking strait at her horror defiantly horror.
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percy jackson and the winter Solstice musical
Fanfictionapollo shows up late for the Winter Solstice meeting and aparently has more up his sleave then a few drachmas.
