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Author's Chapter Notes:
I didn't realize I'd gone over the word limit *sigh* I had to split the chapter in two.

Mucho thanks to Passion4Spike for helping make all the song links work! :D

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Willow was in a bit of a daze as she made her way back to the dance floor. "Guys, you aren't going to believe this... but I just saw Billy Idol and Debbie Harry going at it on the balcony."

Xander raised his brows. "Wow, celebrity hook-ups -- it's just like Club 54!" he laughed.

"I mean, I saw Buffy and Spike! They're up there..." she pointed to the balcony, "doing things! Bad, naughty things!"

"What'choo talkin' 'bout, Wills?" Xander asked with a frown.

They all looked up at the balcony, but they didn't see anyone.

"I swear, they were there just a minute ago... up against the railing," Willow said. "I went up there looking for Buffy and I saw them together -- and then I promptly went back down the stairs. I don't think they know I saw them, they were pretty..." she gulped, "...into it."

"Aw, come on, Willow," Xander said with a roll of his eyes. "You can't have seen them doing that."

"It was obvious what they were doing."

"Maybe they were... just dancing?" Xander ventured.

Willow huffed at having her observe-y skills questioned. "Yeah, how silly of me! Maybe it was just dancing. It must be that new dance craze where the guy puts his penis in the woman's vagina from behind."

"Xander and I do that one, too." Anya smiled. "I didn't know it was a dance."

"I was being sarcastic, Anya," Willow sighed. "Let's go back to our table and talk."

The friends went back to their booth so they could talk where it was quieter and they wouldn't have dancers bumping into them.

"You can't have seen what you thought you did, Willow," Xander said, still doubting.

"I know what I saw; I know what two people getting thrusty looks like. I can't believe they didn't say anything to us! We're supposed to be best friends!" Besides being shocked beyond belief, Willow was hurt, thinking that Buffy and Spike didn't care enough to tell her and their other friends about something so major.

Tara shook her head in disbelief. "Wow... so Buffy's not a lesbian, after all? Having sex in public is another thing I never would've guessed she'd do..."

Anya said, "Although I believe Spike does have the sexual chops to convert a lesbian, it doesn't necessarily mean Buffy's made a permanent change just because they're having sex. It could just be a case of them being horny, lonely, and heartbroken, and they're taking solace in each other's arms."

Willow pouted. "Whatever's going on between them, it's clear we don't know Buffy as well as we thought we did. And obviously neither of them care about us the way we care about them, or they would've told us something."

Tara put an arm around Willow. "We don't know that, sweetie. Maybe they just feel like it's more... exciting to do it without any of us knowing. And Buffy had never... um, maybe Buffy just wanted to try something... different." Buffy had told Tara and Willow that she'd never actually had sex with a man before, so Tara thought that might be a factor.

Anya flicked Xander's arm. "What did I say, Xander? I knew they hooked up that last movie night when we all bailed on them." She did an unflattering, whiny imitation of her boyfriend, "Oh, you're wrong, Ahn! That would never happen, Buffy's gay!" She went back to her normal voice, "Gay, shmay. I told ya so."

Xander was stunned. Willow seemed so sure, so it had to be true. "I can't believe they're actually screwing around -- and in public! You really think they've been gettin' jiggy with it since that movie night?" he asked, looking at Anya.

"That has to be it." Anya nodded. "They had the time and opportunity. Buffy slept over at his house that night."

Willow shook her head. "And they're still doing it a month later? Having too much to drink and making... an error in judgment -- that kind of thing happens all the time. What I saw up there was definitely not their first time... so I guess they've been sneaking around all this time. They're probably laughing about how clueless we are..."

"So..." Xander took a breath. "What do we say when they come back? What's the etiquette here?"

"Let's not say anything," Willow said. "Let's give them a chance to fess up."

"And if they don't?" Tara asked.

"Then... I don't know..." Willow said with a frown.

"How are we supposed to pretend we don't know?" Xander wondered. He didn't know if he could act that convincingly.

"I'm the one who actually saw them doing it," Willow pointed out. "If I can pretend I didn't see it, you can pretend I didn't tell you about it. I'll never get that image out of my head..." Willow rubbed her forehead.

"Must've been shocking for you to see that," Anya said.

"Well, duh," Willow responded.

Anya added, "I bet it was really hot though. Did you think it was hot?"

Willow crinkled up her nose. "Gross, Anya! They're my friends, therefore it was not hot."

Anya shrugged. "They're both very good-looking people. I enjoy seeing other hot people having sex, friends or not. Don't you watch porn? Half the people in those are ugly. It would be refreshing to see people with attractive faces as well as impressive anatomies."

"This is serious," Willow said glumly. "Besides the fact that they've been lying to us, you realize that after they're done experimenting and giving each other some solace, they probably won't be able to be around each other 'cause of the awkwardness. And then we won't be able to get together as a group anymore. This sucks..."

Anya shook her head. "I bet they know how stupid what they're doing is and they knew we'd tell them it was stupid, so they conspired to keep us in the dark. They set aside the cardinal rule: You don't fuck your friends."





Buffy and Spike left the balcony as quickly as they could, just in case someone had spotted them and bouncers were on the way to throw them out. They found a dark corner near the stairs where they could spend a few more minutes alone and share one slow dance together before rejoining their friends.

They giggled at having got away with their naughty (and illegal) behavior.

"I love being bad with you, Spike," Buffy said as she put her arms around his neck.

Spike smiled and kissed her, putting his arms around her and holding her tight.

"That was such a rush!" Buffy laughed.

"You like livin' dangerously, eh?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Mmhmm, 'Danger' is my middle name -- Buffy Danger Summers. It's a family name."

"You're a bloody porn star, kitten. You were just... amazing up there," Spike said in awe.

"Mmmm, you were too. We'd make damn good porn stars. We need to make more of our own movies."

They had recorded themselves having sex a few times. The films were fun to make and fun to watch afterwards. They didn't plan on putting the movies on the Internet or anything though, they were just for private viewing.

Buffy kissed him lightly. "I'm pretty sure I broke character at the end... I yelled your name when I came."

"I'm fairly certain I said your name, too. But hey, even the best actors in the bloody world would have trouble in the same situation. I doubt even Laurence Oliver could've stayed in character under those circumstances."

They held each other and kissed, not so much dancing as making out, and swaying slightly to the song 'Biggest Part Of Me' by Ambrosia.

{{

Hear the song at the following YouTube Link:

Ambrosia - Biggest Part Of Me

}}

The old Spike might scoff and call the song "poofy", but with Buffy's arms around him, her lips on his, and her body pressed against him... Having her in his life made it possible for Spike to appreciate the beauty in and value of even the poofiest of songs. The song was about being head-over-heels in love, having new hope for the future, putting the past behind you and starting fresh with the one you love. And that was exactly what Spike's life was like right now.

Buffy felt the same way about the song. Change all the She's and Her's to He's and Him's, and it was how she felt about Spike; it described her life pretty damn accurately too. She would do anything, give anything, to make Spike happy. Being with Spike this past month hadn't just helped her forget about Cordy (Cordelia who?), it had made Buffy feel certain that she'd finally found the person she belonged with. Spike had already made Buffy happier and feel more fulfilled than she'd ever felt in any previous relationship. It was just the beginning for them, and they had a long, happy future together to look forward to.

Yeah
(Sunrise)
There's a new sun a' risin'
(In your eyes)
I can see a new horizon
(Realize)
That will keep me realizin'
You're the biggest part of me

(Stay the night)
Need your lovin' here beside me
(Shine the light)
Need you close enough to guide me
(For all my life)
I've been hopin' you would find me
You're the biggest part of me

Well, make a wish, baby
Well, and I will make it come true
Make a list, baby
Of the things I'll do for you

Ain't no risk now
In lettin' my love rain down on you
So we could wash away the past
So that we may start anew

(Rainbow)
Risin' up on my shoulders
(Love flows)
Gettin' better as we're older
(All I know)
All I wanna do is hold her
She's the life that breathes in me

(Forever)
Got a feelin' that forever
(Together)
We are gonna stay together
(For better)
For me there's nothin' better
You're the biggest part of me

Well, make a wish, baby
Well, and I will make it come true
Make a list, baby
Of the things I'll do for you

Ain't no risk now
In lettin' my love rain down on you
So we could wash away the past
So that we may start anew

Spike held Buffy tighter for a moment as they swayed to the music. "Innit funny how a song can capture what we're thinking and feeling so bloody well that it seems the songwriter was peekin' in your head?"

"This how you feel about me?" Buffy smiled softly and gazed into his eyes, her heart expanding at his words.

"Uh-huh." Spike kissed her tenderly. "Could've written it m'self... if I had been alive in 1980 and had a talent for writing sappy, yet brilliant, love songs. Still, it's like the guy who wrote it nicked the idea from me."

"I was thinking the same thing." Buffy wanted to bring up something she'd been thinking about, but it would be best to talk about it later, at Spike's house, so they'd have more time to talk. Now wasn't the time. For now she just kept her arms wrapped around him and rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying being close.

Oh
More than an easy feelin'
She brings joy to me
How can I tell you
What it means to me

Flow like a lazy river
For an eternity
I've finally found someone
Who believes in me
And I'll never leave

Oh
Not to doubt now
Mmm, make life grand

Well, make a wish, baby
Well, and I will make it come true
Make a list, baby
Of the things I'll do for you

Ain't no risk now
In lettin' my love rain down on you
So we could wash away the past
So that we may start anew
Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Beside me)
Need your lovin' here beside me
(To guide me)
Keep it close enough to guide me
(Inside of me)
From the fears that are inside of me
You're the biggest part of me

(Forever)
Got a feelin' that forever
(Together)
We are gonna stay together
(Forever)
From now until forever
You're the biggest part of me
You're the life that breathes in me
You're the biggest part of me

Mmmm-mmm-mmm
You changed my life
You made it right
And I'll be a servant to you
For the rest of my life
You're the biggest part of me

"I feel like I'm at a prom in the '80s." Buffy giggled as she nibbled at his lips. "And you're the bad boy who always gets detention and causes trouble, but I can't resist you. Darn your sinister attraction!"

Spike chuckled. "Baby likes to roleplay. I like that: the bad boy corruptin' the sweet young thang. I also fancy the naughty professor and student scenario."

"You think sometime you could pretend to be all innocent and I could corrupt you?" Buffy pulled back and asked, her eyes twinkling. She really didn't need to add excitement or spice things up with Spike, but Buffy was like a kid in a candy store. She'd discovered a very naughty streak in herself, and she wanted to do lots of exploring of it with Spike as her guide in all things naughty.

"Hmm, don't know if I can pretend to be 'innocent'... but I'll definitely give it a go. Remember, you were the one who seduced me our first time." Spike smirked. "Took advantage of my sweet, innocent self."

Buffy grinned. "Of course I remember; I could never forget that. I want to play a game like that, but with you acting much less experienced. Wow... I'm getting hot for you again, we'd better split up and go back to meet the others. How's my hair?" She took a step back so he could get a good look at her.

Spike fluffed up her hair a bit. "Looks good. I have any of your lipstick on me?" He raised his chin and turned his head from side to side.

Buffy inspected his visible skin. "Nope. This lipstick is great, it's guaranteed not to smudge. I should write a letter to the company, saying: 'I sucked my boyfriend's dick and snogged his face off, but my lipstick still looked great! Thanks, L'Oreal!'"

They laughed.

Spike liked hearing her call him her 'boyfriend' -- even if she didn't say it around anyone else for the time being. He hugged and kissed her one more time. "You're still coming over to my place later?"

"You'd better believe it, baby. Maybe you can offer to give me a ride home instead of me going with Willow and Tara?"

"You don't think they'll get suspicious?"

Buffy shook her head. "I'll go find the others first, since I left before you."

Spike nodded. "Right. I'll show up a few minutes after you."

They smiled at each other as Buffy slowly walked away, keeping their eyes locked with the other's as long as possible; they were reluctant to part for even a short time. They knew it would be a while before they could get close again. Buffy finally broke eye contact and disappeared into the crowd.

Spike sighed, starting a two minute countdown in his head. He'd be relieved once everyone knew about him and Buffy -- it was torture not to be able to hold and kiss her in front of their friends. But he was leaving the when and how of telling everyone up to her. He didn't want to pressure her... well, not any more than he already did on a regular basis.





The four friends (mostly Anya and Willow) had come up with a few ways to make Buffy and Spike squirm. Perhaps making them feel guilty for lying would make them come clean.

Xander's eyes widened. "Oh shit, there's Buffy!" They turned to look in the direction he was looking and saw Buffy ordering something at the bar. "I don't think I can make with the nonchalance! She's going to know that we know! What do we do?!" Xander panicked.

Anya put a hand on his arm. "Xander, don't freak out; we can do this. Don't make me slap you like they do with hysterical people in disaster movies, honey."

Xander swallowed, and then took a few deep breaths and nodded. "Yeah, okay... I'll just try to act... normal."

"Good." Anya smiled, and then looked at Tara and Willow. "Will you two be all right? I won't need to threaten you with a slap too, will I?"

"First of all, you slap me and I'll slap that bow out of your hair," Willow said. "Second, the only problem I'll have is to keep from giving Buffy and Spike some serious scowls. I still can't believe they --"

"Shhh!" Anya hushed them, sitting up straight. "Here she comes."

Tara wasn't comfortable with this. She thought they should just tell Buffy that Willow saw her and Spike together. But... that would likely be embarrassing for Buffy, so maybe that wasn't best. Tara hoped that Buffy and Spike simply told them the truth, that the two of them were "orgasm friends" (as Anya might put it) or whatever kind of arrangement it was that they had.

Buffy came to the table with a beer and a basket of fries. "I got this for all of us," she said as she set the basket down on the center of the table. "Feel free to take what you want."

"Ooh, Freedom Fries!" Xander forgot to be nervous in the presence of free food. He wasted no time in stuffing fries into his mouth.

"I got them with extra freedom, just for you." Buffy laughed.

"How's your friend?" Anya asked her casually.

"Hmm?" Buffy forgot the excuse she'd used to have some alone-time with Spike on the balcony.

"Your friend Kendra from work," Anya jogged Buffy's memory. "You saw her and went to say hello."

"Oh, she's fine. You guys are taking a break from dancing, huh?" Buffy asked before taking a drink of her beer.

"Yeah, we were getting too hot and sweaty," Willow said. “You look kinda sweaty too, Buffy.”

Buffy nodded and took another drink. “It’s hot in here.”

Anya made a show of looking around. "I wonder where Spike is? He went out for a cigarette a while ago."

Buffy shrugged. "Probably saw someone he knew, too."

Willow had to look away so Buffy wouldn't see her scowling. She never thought Buffy would lie to her (and everyone else's) face like this. "Uh-huh."

They were doing their best not to act weird with Buffy, not that she would’ve noticed anyway. Buffy was sipping her beer, watching the dancers, eating fries, and dancing in her seat to 'She Blinded Me with Science'.

{{

Hear the song at the following YouTube Link:

Thomas Dolby - She Blinded Me With Science

}}

Spike strolled up to the table a minute later with fresh bottles of beer for all of them and sat down, passing out the beers out to his friends. "You all knackered already?"

"You were gone a long time," Xander observed as he twisted off his bottle cap. "Geez, Spike, did you smoke an entire pack of cigarettes out there?" Xander would have preferred not to take part in the 'baiting', but Anya had told him to ask Spike that, and being the whipped boyfriend he was, he'd agreed to do it.

"I bumped into someone I knew." Spike silently added, 'Repeatedly, and with my crotch.'

"You know, Spike," Anya began, "I think it's time you started trying to meet someone new. The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else." She laughed. "I know some beautiful women who'd love to go out with you."

"Anya, don't push him if he's not ready," Xander said.

"I have Spike's best interests at heart. He needs to put his fine ass back on the market," Anya persisted. "I know some girls who are total hose-beasts and are only interested in something sexual, and I know some girls who are open to developing a more serious relationship down the line. I know they'd all jump at the chance to go out with you. Which kind of girl do you want me to introduce you to, Spike? It can't hurt just to meet someone -- you can decide later if you like her enough to date her."

"Uh, thanks for the 'fine ass' remark, Ahn, but I'm just not ready yet." Spike took a long swallow of beer. It was this kind of thing he'd been dreading. He couldn't explain to them why he wouldn't be interested in at least meeting beautiful women -- especially the hose-beasts who only wanted him for one thing.

"My friend Hallie would be perfect for you," Anya continued. "She's not interested in anything long-term right now, and she's very sexually aggressive."

Buffy hoped she didn't look or sound as annoyed as she felt. "Spike said he's not ready."

"Really, thanks for the offer, Anya," Spike said. "But I have my eye on someone. When I'm ready to get back in the game, I'll ask her out."

"Oh? What's her name?" Anya asked innocently.

"...Simone." That was the first woman he could think of that his friends didn't know. "She's a neighbor of mine."

"Is that the lingerie model?" Xander asked.

"Yeah. She's... great. So don't worry 'bout me, alright? I've got prospects."

Buffy knew Spike was just trying to get Anya to stop trying to set him up with someone, but she still didn't like him using Simone as his potential love interest. Now she was annoyed and jealous.

"Well, you let me know if you change your mind, Spike." Anya smiled. "I haven't forgotten about you either, Buffy. I have some hot women in mind for you, too."

"I'm not ready either," Buffy said quickly.

"Leave her alone, Anya," Willow said, seeing an opportunity to get a dig in at Buffy. "I mean, it's only been a couple of months since Buffy's breakup -- it would be crazy for her to get involved, even in a purely physical relationship, so fast. She wants to take her time. That's the smart thing to do."

Buffy and Spike exchanged a quick look. That had been one of their initial concerns when they'd first gotten together -- that they'd jumped into something intense that they weren't ready for and that it would burn out fast. They weren't worried about that anymore, though. The way they'd first hooked up was unusual and probably wouldn't work out for most people in the same situation, but this wasn't just a passionate affair or infatuation. Spike and Buffy knew what they had was real love.

They did feel like shit for keeping the truth from their friends, but now wasn't the time or place to open up that particular can of worms. They were here to have fun and dance, not have serious discussions (and receive lectures) about their love lives.

Buffy dabbed at her mouth with a napkin. "Um, right... it would be crazy. Hey, let's get back out there and dance! We can't spend half the night just sitting here chattin'."

Buffy was up and heading for the dance floor within moments, with Spike following closely behind her. They wanted to avoid any more talk of fixing them up with other people.

Those remaining at the table looked at each other.

"They still won't tell us." Willow sighed as she stood up. "You did good with the matchmaking talk, Anya. I really thought that would get to them."

"I tried." Anya shrugged. "They're tough nuts to crack."

"We shouldn't be playing games with them like this," Tara said with disapproving looks at both Willow and Anya. "Just leave them be -- they'll tell us when they're ready. Can we please try to put aside the... other stuff that happened tonight and just have a good time?"

"Yeah, let's just have fun, please." Xander nodded in agreement with Tara; he wasn't comfortable with this either.

Willow wanted to argue the case for messing with Buffy and Spike (she still felt like they deserved to be messed with a lot more), but she never could refuse Tara anything. "Okay, sweetie. I'll try." Willow smiled as she took her girlfriend's hand and they made their way back to the dance floor.

They all were able to have a good time and get back to the business of having fun. Though what had went on between Spike and Buffy on the balcony was still at the back of everyone's minds.

Buffy took an opportunity to dance close to Spike to be able to talk quietly with him. "You sure came up with Simone's name real quick back there."

Buffy had met Simone a few weeks ago and was happy to find that Simone was in love with another guy who wasn't Spike. The woman was very attractive, and Buffy had remarked on that to Spike later -- and then Spike and Buffy had had a little tiff when he jokingly suggested that they ask Simone to join them some night for a threesome. He hadn't been serious, of course, but it had pissed Buffy off. It had been their first fight since they'd gotten together, and Spike felt terrible for unintentionally hurting Buffy's feelings. He'd spent a lot of time and energy making up for his bad joke.

Spike sighed. "I had to think fast to throw Anya off the scent. You know you have nothin' to worry about, pet. I told you how sorry I was about the... joke. And that's all it was -- a really, really stupid joke. I thought we put that issue to rest."

"I know... I just don't like hearing you talk about other women that way, whether it's a joke or a little white lie. You're mine, and I don't share. I'm thinking of printing up a t-shirt for you that says you're 'taken'."

Spike smirked. "I haven't seen you jealous much yet."

"Well unfortunately, considering how hot you are, Jealous Buffy is someone you'll become much better acquainted with. I just know I'm gonna have to beat down some bitches who come sniffin' around my man in the future."

"I'm definitely the jealous type. I'll try not to get into too many brawls with guys who are checkin' you out," Spike said, half-kidding. "I'm not sure how to handle it if another woman comes on to you though... Can't hit or threaten a woman. Maybe I'll call my sister, Amanda, in London and ask her to fly in to beat up the women for me."

Buffy laughed and lightly pushed his shoulder. "You don't have anything to worry about either, from either gender. Why would I want anyone else when I have --"

And then Willow started dancing next to Spike, ending the conversation.

Buffy got to display more discreet jealousy whenever a strange woman would try getting Spike's attention by dancing with him. Buffy would pretend to just be caught up in the song and bump the other woman out of the way with her hip. She got a lot of dirty looks and a few mutterings of "Hey, watch it, bitch!", but Buffy wasn't bothered. Her objective was to keep the skanks off Spike, and she would do it by any means necessary. She also got a sexy smile from Spike every time she vanquished a foe -- that alone was worth having to get bitchy and rough.

Spike and Buffy couldn’t wait until they went back to his house where they could talk and cuddle each other’s brains out without having to worry about anyone catching them -- and they wouldn't have to pretend they weren't crazy about each other. Having a secret affair was naughty fun, but it had a lot of disadvantages.





The evening was coming to a close. Everyone had had a good time... some better than others.

For one of the last songs, the deejay played 'White Wedding'. Dancers around Spike looked at him, grinning and clapping. Some people encouraged him to lip-sync and do some Billy-esque expressions and mannerisms.

{{

Hear the song at the following YouTube Link:

Billy Idol - White Wedding

}}

"Eh, sod off! I'm not s'posed to be Billy Idol!" Spike protested, frowning. Unfortunately for him, glaring made the resemblance even more uncanny.

"You gotta admit you look an awful lot like him, especially when making a scowl-y face," Buffy said, laughing. "The hair and the eyes and the... lips." She licked her own lips as her eyes fixed on Spike's delicious, kissable lips.

"Yeah, me an’ Billy both have hair, eyes and lips -- we've got those things in common. But I don't look that bloody much like him," Spike said with an exaggerated pouted.

“Sorry, Spike,” Xander said. “You’re a dead ringer for Mr. Idol.”

Buffy giggled. "Yep. Billy could be your evil twin, or vice-versa." She leaned close to Spike's ear and added, "'Cept you're way hotter and more muscle-y."

Spike smiled, then curled his upper lip into a sneer. He didn't mind everyone thinking he was trying to look like Billy if it made Buffy smile the way she was smiling at him right now. He even threw in some lip pursing and pumping his fists in the air to make Buffy laugh more.





After the last song played, they collected their purses and jackets from the table, getting ready to head out into the parking lot.

“I hope they have another theme night soon. I had so much fun tonight!” Buffy said happily.

The others smiled and nodded, all thinking virtually the same thing: Yeah, we know you did!

“We’re glad you and Spike had a good time,” Anya said. “We felt just terrible for abandoning you two last movie night.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Buffy waved her hand. “We’re totally over that.”

Xander patted Spike on the back. “We promise we’ll all be there for movie night next Saturday at your house, Spike. With bells on.”

“Yeah, we’ll see,” Spike chuckled. "Uh, Tara, Willow, I expect you girls would like to get home quick, so I'll give Buffy a ride home," he volunteered.

"Oh? Sure you don't mind?" Willow asked, narrowing her eyes slightly.

Spike pursed his lips and shook his head. "Nah, don’t mind at all."

"That's so nice of you, Spike. Thanks!" Buffy batted her eyelashes.

He smirked and shrugged. “That’s just the sort of caring individual I am.”

Willow was in the mood to mess with them a little more. “But don’t you want to get home to Sunshine asap? You always worry about leaving her home alone for hours.”

“Well, yeah... but it won’t take me too long just to drop Buffy off at her place.”

“Okay then, if you’re sure. Give her a big kiss from us when you get home.”

“I’ll do that.” When the others had passed by him, Spike gave Buffy a saucy smile and wink.


Chapter End Notes:
Happy birthday, Kitten! I love ya! *hugs & squishes*

I hope everyone enjoyed the '80s songs and vids :D It was so hard to choose which ones I wanted to use! It was a trip down memory lane for me lol

* 'Biggest Part Of Me' lyrics by David Pack
* 'Relax' lyrics by Gill/Johnson/O'Toole



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