There's a dark cold space in the places between

Need to warm it up with some of your close proximity

The heat's in the beat, so let's switch up our positions

Get off your feet, come and taste the treat, a man's oldest tradition

Cause the still and cold fades with the motion of your soles

I want you to move, but that's a given

I guess I always give myself away

I need you to come give me your rhythm

And the friction of your feet ignites the way

Baby let your surface slide, and watch the sparks start to fly

Kindling, timber, turn to cinder with your stimulating sleight

I see the spark in your eyes, you're the match to my ambition

Fit to strike a light up right, so let this key find you ignition

Cause the still and cold fades with the motion of your soles

I want you to move, but that's a given

I guess I always give myself away

I need you to come give me your rhythm

And the friction of your feet ignites the way

I want you to move, but that's a given

I guess I always give myself away

I need you to come give me your rhythm

And the friction of your feet ignites the way

Yeah, yeah, ooh

Cause the still and cold fades with the motion of your soles

(Give it to 'em, Tucker)

I want you to move, but that's a given

I guess I always give myself away

I need you to come give me your rhythm

And the friction of your feet ignites the way

I want you to move, but that's a given

I guess I always give myself away

(Don't you know I'm always giving myself away)

I need you to come give me your rhythm

(Oh, baby, don't you give me that rhythm)

And the friction of your feet ignites the way

Yeah, I guess I always give myself away

Oh, baby, don't you know

The friction of your feet ignites the way