1,2,3,hit it

(Is it just for dancefloors? It's just music)

Throwing me around

Throwing me around

Throwing me around

Throwing me around

I'm feeling so scared

I said what happened right now

I said you're picking me up

I said you're throwing me around

I say

I just wanna dance with somebody, I'm Whitney

I can't even tell if you the one with me, yeah

Don't lie, Don't lie

Look into my eyes and I'll tell you you pretty

If you look away, then it must just kill me, yeah

Go wild, go wild

Sometimes I get this feeling

Feeling it strong now

My mouth is in my spleen

And my dream's in my palm now

What you make of it?

What you, what you make of it

Baby I'll make it

Know we can take it

(Is it just a dream? It's just music)

What you make of it?

What you, what you make of it

What you make of it?

What you, what you make of it

And I want it too

Fuck all we're thinking bout, I'm serious

And I need it too, now

What you know about?

Know I'm thinking bout you when I'm sleeping (I wanna dance with somebody)

But you're leaving for school in the evening (I wanna feel the heat with somebody)

I wanna dance with somebody

I wanna feel the heat with somebody

Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody

With somebody who loves me