ok. so my parents and i went to dinner.
on the way there, i hear this taxi bumpin.
in it is an indian guy with a baseball hat....
i listen closer, and i notice i recognize it.
tunik tunik, tunik tunik, tunik tunik, tunak-ak-ak
or whatever the shit it is.
i had no one to share my joy with.
my parents just didnt get it, but my mom loved the dance moves.
on the way there, i hear this taxi bumpin.
in it is an indian guy with a baseball hat....
i listen closer, and i notice i recognize it.
tunik tunik, tunik tunik, tunik tunik, tunak-ak-ak
or whatever the shit it is.
i had no one to share my joy with.
my parents just didnt get it, but my mom loved the dance moves.
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