Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there
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Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there
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Your lips are merciless
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We fly without knowing the signs
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Let's rock the dance floor like this
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That the stars will fall to the floor
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Fall into my arms forever, forever
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How did you just not call yourself
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But I know what a bitch you are
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Scorched in the eyes so this topic
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I'm too drunk, my naive
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Green eyes will arrange madness
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Beckon me, drink to the bottom, and to the dance floor
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I am ready to associate this night with your name
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Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there
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Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there
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Baby, hold on
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We fly into space
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These in order to pull us to the dance floor
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All we want with you is to touch
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Until happiness releases you and me
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And we are with you at the rave
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I love you, baby
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Believe me
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To hell with clothes and cars
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I want you real
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You and I are catching a trip
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Let that smoke out
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This is the minimum minimum minimum minimum dip
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Hey
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your body is on fire
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Enough for two of us
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This is the minimum minimum minimum minimum dip
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Hey
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Let go, you're lost again
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No heat for two
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Everything will fly away in an instant
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Everything that the amphetamine took from us
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Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there
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Begging for the dance floor
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My body is asking
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Yes, I'm bewitched by the mind of this bitch
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Yes, in her hands I'm just a puppet
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I dance to the sounds in my head, but they are not there |