It took me a long time to live in this skin;
But now, I like it here.
Barry Humphries made me realise,
That sight is not the only sense
But it is the one that judges most.
But if we live our lives by judges,
Then we'll always feel judgement and prejudice
And the jerks of loads of other "juds".
I want to feel other things.
I want to feel a beat in my belly
And I want it to move me,
Filter into me and take me over.
I want it to raise the corners of my mouth
And dominate.
And with that beat, I'm going to close my eyes
And dance like no-one's watching
Through the disapproval and the temptation to mock
As your eyes rove curiously over my widening, slackening form.
I'd look better if I was toned but I'm beyond that
And the moment is here, now and it wants to go
Because time is a driver with a schedule it must keep
And this song is a stop on that ever-moving airport walkway.
I accept the pound of music from a time before,
I revel in the way that it makes me feel;
I am moved by being moved.
I close my eyes and reveal the girl
That I still am, really.
And because my eyes are closed
I imagine yours are too
And liberate myself to the pure enjoyment of the dance.
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