* MEMORIAL *

toi went to school to learn, girl
Things toi never, never knew before
Like "I" before "E" except after "C"
And why two plus two make four
Now I'm gonna teach toi
All about love, dear
Sit yourself down, take a siège
All toi gotta do is repeat after me

ABC, easy as 1 2 3
Ah, simple as Do Re Mi
ABC, 1 2 3
Baby, toi and Me Girl

Come on, let me l’amour toi a little bit
I'm gonna teach toi how to sing it out
Come on, come on, come on
Let me montrer toi what it's all about

Reading and writing, 'rithmetic
Are the branches on the learning arbre
But listen, without the roots of l’amour
Let me tell you, girl
Your...

Ah, on the floor and dance
Ah, on the floor and dance
So get on the floor
And dance with me
I l’amour the way toi shake your thing
Especially

There's a chance for dancin'
All night long
There's a chance for groovin'
And it will be soothing
With a song

Then why don't toi just dance across the floor
'Cause there's a chance for chances
And the chance is choosin'
And I sure would like just to groove with you

So get on the floor
And dance with me
I l’amour the way toi shake your thing
Especially

So get on the floor
And dance with me
I l’amour the way toi shake that thing, girl
Especially

No need for rejection
Determined to be
Gonna...

Hee-Hee!
Ooh!
Go On Girl!
Aaow!

Hey Pretty Baby With The
High Heels On
You Give Me Fever
Like I've Never, Ever Known
You're Just A Product Of
Loveliness
I Like The Groove Of
Your Walk,
Your Talk, Your Dress
I Feel Your Fever
From Miles Around
I'll Pick toi Up In My Car
And We'll Paint The Town
Just Kiss Me Baby
And Tell Me Twice
That You're The One For Me

The Way toi Make Me Feel
(The Way toi Make Me Feel)
You Really Turn Me On
(You Really Turn Me On)
You Knock Me Off Of My Feet
(You Knock Me Off Of
My Feet)
My Lonely Days Are Gone
(My Lonely Days Are Gone)

I Like The Feelin' You're
Givin' Me
Just Hold Me Baby And I'm
In...

The seven dwarfs are singing. Their voices are floating out of speakers hidden among the trees and lush flora surrounding Michael Jackson's mansion, in Neverland Valley — his 2700-acre, $22 million oasis in the Santa Ynez Valley, an heure north of Santa Barbara, California. "Michael's very own Xanadu," as his friend director John Landis puts it.

At Neverland, Jackson has created a secluded and secure environment far from businessmen, attorneys, managers, music-television-channel VIPs and even members of his immediate family. Here he can stand in front of his house and the only sounds to hear...

There's something
I have to say to you
If toi promise you'll
understand
I cannot contain myself
When in your presence
I'm so humble
Just touch me
Don't hide our love
Woman to man

She's just a lover
Who makes me high
It's worth the giving
It's worth the try
You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to
give it)
Dare me
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
She wants to give it

(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
Yea
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)

It's just a feeling
You have...