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Song infos | Lyrics
LyricsThe way she movesReally talks to me I'm going out of my mind `Cause the way that she winds Is truly divine She takes her time As she approaches me Then she gives me the sign As she moves her behind That only God would design Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn The lights are low She likes to dance for me It's making me high 'Cause the look in her eye Is hot as July Hey The night is young Gold bar's the place to be The music is right 'Cause the dj is tight Zappa into Barry White, yeah! Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn She keeps me dancing Like a bullet from a gun The DJ makes a run When she feels a beat my baby I can't get her off the floor She keeps me dancin' til dawn |