Another
Jin Matutammada
Down there is a basement,
the usual place for us to party
My cloths are smell like a bonfire
This is not driving me up high
But, with you on the dance floor
I’ll tell you what I want, i want.
Take me home
I’ll lose my mind
You take control
I’ll be your just a night
The smile on the faces
Like trapped in a hot car
Kissing, touching bring to fruition
I’ll let it fall from a table, once
Again, with you on the dance floor
I’ll tell you what I want, i want.
Take me home
I’ll lose my mind
You take control
I’ll be your just a night
Take me home
I’ll lose my mind
You take control
I’ll be your just a night