By standing on your feet,
You offer me a seat,
To relax and feel Proud,
That Hazim gains the round.
The evidence is on the sheet,
Exposing yourself with no cheat,
Go ahead, search around,
How to be yourself but on solid ground.
Yet, you don’t know the heat,
Because you’re still enjoying the beat,
You’re gonna cry out loud,
When you've a boy like you sound.
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