Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skindred
Skindred
Performer
Benji Webbe
Benji Webbe
Lead Vocals
Jen Fry
Jen Fry
Background Vocals
Sarah Fry
Sarah Fry
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mikey Demus
Mikey Demus
Composer
Arya Goggin
Arya Goggin
Composer
Daniel Pugsley
Daniel Pugsley
Songwriter
Benji Webbe
Benji Webbe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Loughrey
James Loughrey
Producer
Lee Slater
Lee Slater
Recording Engineer
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Every time that I get around you Something takes a hold of my soul Staring me up until I can't get enough When you move it makes my sweat turn cold 'Cause you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance And now I've got you in the palm of my hand Get all dramatic, erratic, your moves are automatic You're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam Every time that I get around you Something takes a hold of my mind Three seconds time, I'm about to redline, singing Ooh, yeah you shake it so fine 'Cause when you move it slow, my bones start shaking You move it slow, I can't stop 'Cause you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance And now I've got you in the palm of my hand Get all dramatic, erratic, your moves are automatic You're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam 'Cause you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam I've got you in the palm of my hand That's my jam 'Cause you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam But you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam You know I love the way the girl, them shake it up Cyaan with men, only girl, then make it up I love strong, I make way long, long, long up Drop the rythm and the girl, then give it up Confidence from dusk till dawn Lock the door and turn the lights on Exodus from the beat of me bone Now I'm crawling out by morning Pour your sugar all over me Whine that body, take you home with me Feels so good you've got to raise your hands You're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance Every time that I get around you Something takes a hold of my soul Staring me up until I can't get enough When you move it makes my sweat turn cold 'Cause you're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance And now I've got you in the palm of my hand Get all dramatic, erratic, your moves are automatic You're a freak for the rhythm, slave to the dance That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam That's my jam
Writer(s): Michael Fry, Daniel Pugsley, Arya Goggin, Clive Webbe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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