Lyrics

Hold the phone Hip to hip Cheek to cheek Push me away like I'm Lucifer So to speak My focus is on The cocoa butter Running down your neck And the sweat Feet touch Brush hands Feather's ache We can swing if you prefer So to speak My breath Moves your hair In a round At a glance Like a pirouette And the sweat I give myself to you As long as you move On the floor Collide us as we work it out Shoulders back Chest out I'm poised Like a god damn ape So to speak I can taste the mood In my mouth Like particles of punch drunk love And the sweat Bold moves Ice rink Lines cut From the moves they make So to speak Somebody tell me where I go Like a god damn homing dove And the sweat I give myself to you As long as we move On the floor Collide us as we work it out Cut waves Make change Crop circles in my cage Cut waves Make change Crop circles in my cage Cut waves Make change Crop circles in my cage I'm a dancer You're a dancer Let's dance.
Writer(s): Joseph Talbot, Adam Devonshire, Lee Kiernan, Jonathan Beavis, Mark Bowen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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