My stomach dancing at the night
My finger dancing at the night
My mind dancing at the night
Spoon and fork be the instruments
Name of food be the lyrics
Smell of food be the tones
The music will be like
Kriuk kriuk
Nyam nyam
Kress kress
Where is the food
Where is the glass
Where is the plate
All of this be the best show at the night
Till the sun comes and wakes me up
sphagety, jengkol, pizza, pete
Tulisan akan kenangan dan ingatan tentang kehidupan Riva Nurjanah I A blog about memories in Riva's life
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