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My boy is mad hot One touch, I'm shell-shocked Makes my heart Foxtrot, non-stop Could've been a one-night stand, oh, man Could've been a passin' thing Just a little boom, boom, bang But we keep goin' again, and goin' again, oh! This heat it won't stop He makes me jackpot My eyes are blood-shot, dumb-struck Think we got a perfect ten, oh, man And every bit of luck we can 'Cause I got my ace in hand Can we go 'round again, around again? This must be love 'Cause every night our words are tongue-tied up Pillow talk just sounds like Double Dutch Like we drank too much Yeah, once we touch Whoa-oh-oh, words come out like- (Oh-oh) I scoop that ice cream He licks the plate clean No time, just more, please, striptease I wan' another helping hand, oh, man I polished every room we can Yeah, we gotta do the damn thing Keep a mama comin' again, and comin' again This must be love 'Cause every night our words are tongue-tied up Pillow talk just sounds like Double Dutch Like we drank too much Yeah, once we touch Whoa-oh-oh, words come out like- (Oh-oh) Oh, dang, money in the bank, every time he walka my way, yeah Laughing, standin' in the rain, that'll drive a woman insane, yeah My finger's followin' a tattoo of the angel wings This devil starts to grin 'cause I'm his favourite kind of sin This must be love 'Cause every night our words are tongue-tied up Pillow talk just sounds like Double Dutch Like we drank too much Yeah, once we touch Whoa, oh-oh, words come out like- Oh, yeah Oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, oh
Writer(s): Tam Nightingale, Timothy Clarke, Kate Earl, Matthew Alan Prime Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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