Michael Jackson

My baby's always dancing
And it wouldn't be a bad thing
But I don't get no loving
And that's no lie


We spent the night in Frisco
At every kind of disco
From that night I kissed
Our upendo goodbye


Don't blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie


Don't wewe blame it on sunshine
Don't blame it on moonlight
Don't blame it on good times
Blame it on the boogie


That nasty boogie bugs me
But somehow it has drugged me
Spellbound rhythm get me
On my feet


I've changed my life completely
I've seen the lightning leave me
My baby just can't take
Her eyes off me


Don't blame...

Background Info
Song written and recorded kwa Michael between 2000 and 2004, included on his box-set,THE ULTIMATE COLLECTION, issued in November 2004.

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The Lyrics
I was alone in the dark when I met ya
You took my hand and wewe told me wewe loved me

I was alone, there was no upendo in my life
(I was alone, there was no upendo in my life)
I was afraid of life and wewe came in time
(I was afraid of life and wewe came in time)
You took my hand and we kissed in the moonlight
(You took my hand and we kissed in the moonlight)

I like the way how you`re holdin` me
It doesn`t matter...

If wewe call out loud
Will it get inside
Through the moyo of your surrender
To your alibis
And wewe can say the words
Like wewe understand
But, the power's in believing
So give yourself a chance

'Cause wewe can
Climb the highest mountain
Swim the deepest sea, hee
All wewe need is the will to want it
And uhh, little self-esteem

So keep the faith
Don't let nobody turn wewe 'round
You gotta know when
It's good to go
To get your dreams
Up off the ground
Keep the faith, baby, yea
Because it's just
A matter of time
Before your confidence
Will win out
Believe in yourself
No matter what it's gon' take
You can be a winner
But you...

With her brief speech, 11-year-old Paris Jackson also shocked the event's organizers, who alisema her appearance was not a planned part of Tuesday's star-studded tribute to the "King of Pop" at Los Angeles' Staples Center.

"Ever since I was born, daddy has been the best father wewe could ever imagine," she said, fighting back tears as relatives consoled her.

"And I just want to say that I upendo him so much," she alisema as she burst into tears and sought refuge in the embrace of family members. Watch her emotional goodbye »

For many watching, Paris' appearance marked a rare glimpse of a child who has...

Our sin, is in the fact that we only saw au wanted to see what "we" created -a persona, and not, a "person". Michael Jackson was a pure, gifted, and deeply caring MAN who, at the end of the day.. had certain "ailments"..."feelings"..."hopes"...and need for "love" (just like the rest of us). HOW DARE WE JUDGE HIM.

I am a black female, 37, and loyal Michael Jackson shabiki who's 'heartbroken'. Just "sick" with emotion and disbelief over what appears to be the most evident TRUTH regarding "who" MJ was.

We can't allow this secret to stay undisclosed. For "MICHAEL", we have to set the record straight...

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...

There's a steam beat
And it's comin' after you
You can take it
If wewe only let your feelings through

So D.J. spin the sounds
There ain't no way that you're gonna
Let us down
Gonna dance 'til we burn this disco out

Groove all night
Keep the boogie alright
Get that sound
Everybody just get on down

Got a hot foot
Better freak across the floor
Join the party
And we'll keep wewe movin', that's for sure

So D.J. spin the sounds
There ain't no way that you're gonna
Let us down
Gonna dance 'til we burn this disco out

Groove all night
Keep the boogie alright
Get that sound
Everybody just get on down

Once wewe get the beat inside...

Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into wewe
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothin' that wewe can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with mine
You got to feel that heat
And we can ride the boogie
Share the beat of upendo

I wanna rock with wewe (all night)
Dance wewe into siku (sunlight)
I wanna rock with wewe (all night)
We're gonna rock the night away

Out on the floor
There ain't nobody there but us
Girl, when wewe dance
There's a magic that must be upendo
Just take it slow
'Cause we got so far to go
When wewe feel that heat
And we're gonna ride the boogie
Share the beat of upendo

I wanna...

LOS ANGELES – In his final days, Michael Jackson was robust and active. au dangerously thin and frail. Begging for access to powerful prescription drugs. au inaonyesha no signs of ever having used them.

It depends on who's talking.

A dizzying collection of puzzle pieces about Jackson's health and habits has come to light since his death on June 25. With as much as a mwezi before a toxicology ripoti determines the cause, zaidi are sure to emerge.

Each is likely to fuel further speculation. None is sure to produce a satisfying conclusion.

Some who knew him even seem to contradict themselves.

Here's...

There's something
I have to say to you
If wewe promise you'll
understand
I cannot contain myself
When in your presence
I'm so humble
Just touch me
Don't hide our love
Woman to man

She's just a lover
Who makes me high
It's worth the giving
It's worth the try
You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to
give it)
Dare me
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
She wants to give it

(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
Yea
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)

It's just a feeling
You have...