It's almost bedtime here in the Roxiticus Valley, but I wanted to give you just a hint of PostBoy and MathGirl's awesome wedding in Connecticut this weekend. In the photo above, Maddie is on the left, London is on the right, and their niece is in the middle, and they're all doing the Macarena at the wedding reception. As I read through the lyrics that you'll find below the video, I'm thankful that none of the innocent flower girls were singing along.
When I dance they call me Macarena
And the boys they say que soy buena
They all want me, they can't have me
So they all come and dance beside me
Move with me, chat with me
And if I could I'd take you home with me
Now don't you worry about my boyfriend
The boy whose name is Vitorino
I don't want him, couldn't stand him
He was no good so I
Now come on, what was I suppose to do
He was out of town and his two friends were so fine
Come find me, my name is Macarena
Always at the party con las chicas que estan buenas
Come join me, dance with me
And all you fellas chat along with me
When I dance they call me Macarena
And the boys they say that I´m buena
They all want me, they can´t have me
So they all come and dance beside me
Move with me, chat with me
And if your good I take you home with me
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria macarena
Que tu cuerpo pa' darle alegria cosabuena
Dal a tu cuerpo
Eeeh, macarena
Now don't you worry about my boyfriend
The boy whose name is Vitorino
I don't want him, couldn't stand him
He was no good so I
Now come on, what was I supposed to do
He was out of town and his two friends were so fine
Come find me, my name is Macarena
Always at the party con las chicas que estan buenas
Come join me, dance with me
And all you fellas chat along with me
