"Theres a song over here iida-san," shoji said to iida.
"Bring it over here," iida said. He held the cd up and read the label on the case. "Dont stop believin"
"Oh yeah, that song was the shit, lemme tell you," kaminari said.
"I dont like it," kyoka said to herself.
"Lets go put it in," iida said. He inserts the disc into the cd player.
Just a small town girl
Livin' in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Just a city boy
Born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
A singer in a smoky room
A smell of wine and cheap perfume
For a smile they can share the night
It goes on and on, and on, and on
The whole class lightly danced as the song played. None said a single word.
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
"So manly!" Kirishima exclaimed.
"So cool!" Kaminari said after.
"So smooth." Kyoka remarked.
Working hard to get my fill
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin' anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
Living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on
Streetlights, people
Don't stop believin'
Hold on to the feelin'
Streetlights, people
"That was a nice change of pace," iida said. "After the last song im afraid we wont be able to enjoy more."
"Ok how about this one Ms. Jackson by outkast cover..."
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Singing Cinnamon Roll (Completed)
Fanfic(THIS BOOK IS PUBLISHED ONLY ON WATTPAD) The class doesnt know that their favorite cinnamon roll knows how to sing. Well they do now. I do not own BNHA, and i did not make the picture of the story. Furthermore i do not own the rights to all the son...
