Michael Jackson

wewe went to school to learn, girl
Things wewe never, never knew before
Like "I" before "E" except after "C"
And why two plus two make four
Now I'm gonna teach wewe
All about love, dear
Sit yourself down, take a kiti, kiti cha
All wewe gotta do is repeat after me

ABC, easy as 1 2 3
Ah, simple as Do Re Mi
ABC, 1 2 3
Baby, wewe and Me Girl

Come on, let me upendo wewe a little bit
I'm gonna teach wewe how to sing it out
Come on, come on, come on
Let me onyesha wewe what it's all about

Reading and writing, 'rithmetic
Are the branches on the learning mti
But listen, without the roots of upendo
Let me tell you, girl
Your...

Ah, on the floor and dance
Ah, on the floor and dance
So get on the floor
And dance with me
I upendo the way wewe shake your thing
Especially

There's a chance for dancin'
All night long
There's a chance for groovin'
And it will be soothing
With a song

Then why don't wewe just dance across the floor
'Cause there's a chance for chances
And the chance is choosin'
And I sure would like just to groove with you

So get on the floor
And dance with me
I upendo the way wewe shake your thing
Especially

So get on the floor
And dance with me
I upendo the way wewe shake that thing, girl
Especially

No need for rejection
Determined to be
Gonna...

Where did wewe come from lady
And ooh won't wewe take me there
Right away won't wewe baby
Tendoroni you've got to be
Spark my nature
Sugar fly with me
Don't wewe know now
Is the perfect time
We can make it right
Hit the city lights
Then tonight ease the lovin' pain
Let me take wewe to the max

I wanna upendo wewe (P.Y.T.)
Pretty Young Thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
And I'll take wewe there
I wanna upendo wewe (P.Y.T.)
Pretty Young Thing
You need some lovin' (T.L.C.)
Tender lovin' care
I'll take wewe there

Background
Anywhere wewe wanna go

Nothin' can stop this burnin'
Desire to be with you
Gotta get to you...

Hee-Hee!
Ooh!
Go On Girl!
Aaow!

Hey Pretty Baby With The
High Heels On
You Give Me Fever
Like I've Never, Ever Known
You're Just A Product Of
Loveliness
I Like The Groove Of
Your Walk,
Your Talk, Your Dress
I Feel Your Fever
From Miles Around
I'll Pick wewe Up In My Car
And We'll Paint The Town
Just Kiss Me Baby
And Tell Me Twice
That You're The One For Me

The Way wewe Make Me Feel
(The Way wewe Make Me Feel)
You Really Turn Me On
(You Really Turn Me On)
You Knock Me Off Of My Feet
(You Knock Me Off Of
My Feet)
My Lonely Days Are Gone
(My Lonely Days Are Gone)

I Like The Feelin' You're
Givin' Me
Just Hold Me Baby And I'm
In...

The seven dwarfs are singing. Their voices are floating out of speakers hidden among the trees and lush flora surrounding Michael Jackson's mansion, in Neverland Valley — his 2700-acre, $22 million oasis in the Santa Ynez Valley, an saa north of Santa Barbara, California. "Michael's very own Xanadu," as his friend director John Landis puts it.

At Neverland, Jackson has created a secluded and secure environment far from businessmen, attorneys, managers, music-television-channel VIPs and even members of his immediate family. Here he can stand in front of his house and the only sounds to hear...