Paint on my lips,
Curl up my lashes,
Strap on those shoes
I just wanna, I just wanna
Make love to the dance floor.
Monday,
Tuesday,
Wednesday...
I'm gonna let it all fade away.
Cause all I wanna do
Is make love to the dance floor.
Pull on thigh highs,
Forget my underwear,
Hike up my skirt,
I just wanna, I just wanna
Make love to the dance floor.
Thursday,
Friday
Saturday,
I'm gonna let it fall off me,
Cause all I wanna do
Is make love to the dance floor.
Wanna feel that beat,
Thrust in and out of me
Like the best lover I ever had.
I just wanna, I just wanna
Make Love to the dance floor
Sunday
We'll do it over again,
Cause I cant stay away..
My addiction is too strong,
I just love that shiver,
Cause all I wanna do, All I wanna do,
Is make love to the dance floor.
Make love, to the dance floor.
Author notes
R.I.P Scott Jones.
"Fuck art, lets dance."
It's been awhile, but tell me what you think
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....well lol its been awhile but you still seem to catch my eye with some of your lyrics..especially this one..kinda makes me..uh..look twice (yeah thats a good excuse
) *blushes* ...lol very sexual in a non-sexual way i guess haha or is it?! lol either way you definitely got my vote on this! If your words can make someone have that chemical concoction in the brain to feel or get it in "motion" means you have talent, and let me tell you...You've done more than that to me just now ^_^ odd yes, but that doesnt mean that makes you anyless than a great lyricist and poet..
-Chris/Acronym
P.S. We should definitely catch up! It's been too long
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hahahha, this is the best comment ever. Yeah, it's been ages!! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I wrote it because my friend scott used to wear this shirt that said fuck art, lets dance...and well..it is sexual, but I thought it was clever.
Im glad you enjoyed it! Its kind of a new place for me to dabble in. And I'm glad I made you feel something, I guess that means Im doing my job as a lyricist.
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