Beneath The Sheets
Beneath The Sheets - Cold Feet songtekst
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The winter hits and all of our hearts grow cold I think you know, I think you know I need a new star I can gravitate towards I wanna know how you perform This would be better if we Could work together to turn the heat back up in here Dance closer to me This would be better if we Could turn the heat back up in here I find it hard to shake it with cold feet The dancehall opens and we all rush the floor I think you know just what I want (so what the hell you waiting for?) Bright shirt, tight jeans, high heels she's ready to go Girl you're on fire, now bring it home Girl, do your thing I will be the last to admit But girl you got me wrapped around, wrapped around, round your finger I will be the last to admit Girl you got me hanging on every word that falls off those precious lips