Let It All Hang Out


Audacious says the eyes of blue green
black and shiny leather from head
to toe, you sexy thing, you sexy thing
well and today a new love has found
its way to my heart and nothing
nothing’s gonna go wrong, I can hear
the birds singing a brand new song
and I feel absolutely fantastic…
Oh no doubt I’m breaking out
freedom, freedom is what I’m talking
about and I just wanna dance and
shout and LET IT ALL HANG OUT
today is one of those day’s I can
say I’ve only dreamed about oh and
I just wanna dance and shout and
LET IT ALL HANG OUT…
‘Cuz oh whoa my head is spinning
dancing up against you I’m drunk
with desire, you sexy, sexy thing
long blonde hair like horses mane
blowing in the wind like wild fire
well today love has found its way
through the summer heat and haze
and I am carried away by all the
wild and naughty things you say
oh but whoa, whoa I feel fantastic
Well no doubt I’m breaking out
freedom, freedom is what I’m talking
about and I just wanna dance and
shout and LET IT ALL HANG OUT
today is one of those day’s I can
say I’ve only dreamed about oh and
I just wanna dance and shout and
LET IT ALL HANG OUT, yeah and
just LET IT ALL HANG OUT!

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through poetry.com and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through Lulu.com. After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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