You. The Things You Do To Me .. (Now I'm livin' in ecstacy)

Remember when - the first time we met?

You made me a mix tape, of your very first set

That Razor mix of Rain, made me wet

I played it over and over, dripping sweat.

My 23rd Birthday, was 1999

You came with, Garret, who thought he was fine

Blake introduced us,and quickly we bonded

later that weekend, limelight responded

went back to your place, where you played some more beats

that sounded more, like cats in heat

train wreck would be a compliment, but you were cute

so we kept our mouths shut, and believed in you

Slowly but shurly, year after year

your skills got better, and so did your ear

you could pick the tracks with such precision

those afterparties on 19th street were something to mention

Our friendship grew, over the years

we had our fare share of excitement and tears

Twilo sealed the deal, making us a pact

to dance forever, crack or no crack

we traveled all over, to tear up the floor

all the way to Disney, making Mickey a hoar

One thing though, through it all

My certainty in you, was never small

I knew when I met you, that you were fierce

That you would conquor, all of those queers

Now look at you, with your boxes of shit

lugging it around the globe, no vallet boy yet ?

Making history, like those DJ's before

Junior and Victor paved the way, a solid core

Now just go

and do your thing

and be sure not to

forget

who

is

the

queen.

:)

I love you, Scotty T

Learn more about DJ Scott Thomson

at scottyt.com