Songteksten

It's a real reason, it's a real life It's a real reason, it's a real life It's a real reason, it's a real life It's a real reason, it's a real life Check out all my microphones I've got one for every room I wanna hear, I'm gonna hear I'm gonna make you hear me, too So, clap your hands like a little child You're a pillow in disguise I don't understand a word you say, no way Doesn't really matter, let's dance anyway It's a real reason, it's a real life Not a perfect moment, just a little spice It's a real reason, it's a real life I could be your flower, I could be your knife Investigate all of my moves I'm Michael Jackson in these shoes I wanna feel, I'm gonna feel I'm gonna make you feel it, too So, move your body, lose your mind You're the king of this empire I don't understand a word you say Doesn't really matter, let's dance anyway It's a real reason, it's a real life Not a perfect moment, just a little spice It's a real reason, it's a real life I could be your flower, I could be your knife
Writer(s): Benjamin Michael Ruttner, James Patterson, Phoebe Baker, Ed Quinn, . Cannons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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