I hear a voice over the music… “Hey Caramel, what did you say you wanted to drink?”… I’m on the dance floor just feelin’ the music… I don’t want to stop… Not even to drink… Sometimes the music just takes over me… Possessed by the beats… Making my body do things I didn’t know it could do… “Hey Caramel”, she yells… One of my best buddies… I call her LL, but I should call her my wingman… Nobody’s got my back like her… “Chiquitaaaaaa”, she yells again… Another nickname I got… Have so many, I loose... Sign in to see full entry.