lunes, agosto 25

Out Of Control {She Wants Revenge}

With her high heel against the wall. Kind of dancing, though not at all She had stockings running up to her thighs Snaps her fingers to keep the time
From the back of the room I saw her there I said she wants to be alone and I shouldn't dare But then she noticed me glance at her I had no choice but to dance with her
The lights that move sideways and up and down The beat takes you over and spins you round Our hearts steady-beating, the sweat turns to cold We're slaves to the DJ and out of control
I watched her feet move, her hips they sway Does a hair flip then starts to say Oh, my God, it's my favorite song I pull her close and she sings along.
We can't slow down even if we tried If the record keeps spinning so will I She likes disco and tastes like a tear Tells me don't stop dancing and she's pulling me near.
We've got nowhere to go, we've got nothing to prove Instead of dancing alone, I should be dancing with you This song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in Or maybe it's only you, but either way, lets begin.

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