Thrill of the Chase
Memoreeand they were roommatesoh my god they were roommatessharing a bed with auntsharing bed with my aunt
Well, I can't disappoint my adoring crowd, so when the next verse kicks in, I belt out the lyrics as loudly as my lungs will allow, despite having no singing talent whatsoever.
The crowd around us starts clapping to match the rhythm of the next section, the bridge:
If you can't hang then, there's the door, baby If you can't hang then, there's the door, baby
If you can't hang then, there's the door, baby If you can't hang then, there's the door
I spontaneously burst into the first part of the chorus, but my gaze suddenly locks onto Max.
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