Lyrics

Look at how she moves (ha!) Oh, how she moves to the beat of the drum Oh, why you gotta, gotta? Baby, when we start a fire Make it go higher and higher and Bring this mother down, burn it to the ground, yeah Whoa-oh But she took me by the hand This is what she said If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline Just move a little closer, come up next to me I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me Come on, feel the heat Come on, feel the heat Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Oh, you're looking so fresh (ha!) You in that dress and no one can keep up Oh, mama mama ma Put me in the hospital Been thinking of it all for way too long Bring this mother down, burn it to the ground, yeah Oh, my my, soul sometimes... Push your hips to mine Say, boy, make up your mind If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline Just move a little closer, come up next to me I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel it, come on, feel it (La la la, la la la la la la la) If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline Just move a little closer, come up next to me I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me Come on, feel the heat Come on, feel the heat Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la) Come on, feel the heat (La la la, la la la la la la la)
Writer(s): Luke Anthony Sheafer, Peter John Burton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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