Tom came up the steps to his apartment he shared with his twin Bill. A confused look came on the dreadheads face as he approached the door. A loud tune came out blasting through the door. Tom opened the door and laughed. There jumping on the couch singing
La Bamba on the top of his lungs was Bill.
Para bailar, La Bamba
Para bailar, La Bamba
Se necessita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia
Para mi, para ti, ay arriba, ay arriba
Ay, arriba arriba
Por ti sere, por ti sere, por ti sere
How did Bill learn Spanish? Tom didnt know but it was cute to watch. The way Bill moved was like a kid in a candy store. He just jumped from the couch to the love seat and back again. He seemed so happy. And Tom thought he looked absolutely beautiful.
Yo no soy marinero
Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan
Soy capitan, soy capitan
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba, bam
The way his twins hips moved and his straight ebony locks flew in his face made Tom suck in a sharp breath.
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