She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don't mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was billie jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do 'cause the lie becomes the truth

Chorus
Billie jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she's in demand
Her schemes and plans
'cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(do think twice)

She told my baby,we where dancing still 3:00
Then she looked at me, she show me a photo
My baby cried, 'cause his eyes where like mine

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
Billie jean is not my lover

She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

Billie jean is not my lover
She's just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, she says he is my son
She says I am the one
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover
Billie jean is not my lover

The Music *Business* not The Music *Art*

Pop music, when viewed within the grand scheme of things, quickly feels, looks, smells quite meaningless. If Michael Jackson’s great legacy is reduced to his paving the way for the megastardom of Madonna, Justin, Britney, et al, then maybe we should just let him go without trying to frame his impact. ?

Jackson, however, is too important to the history of pop music to write off with such a cavalier air.

Yes, the short, sharp pop tune was his trade, and no, he’s hardly Stravinsky or Miles Davis. He might not even be Sly Stone, in terms of obvious musical significance.

Jackson’s genius offered us a bridge between Berry Gordy’s Motown empire — a brand of genius with pop songs that could appeal across color lines but still retain a strong connection to race, a soulfulness, and a cultural identity — and what would come next. Sadly, what came next was disco, but even within that vapid framework, Jackson, both with his brothers and without, made meaningful art.