III Songtext
von Maxwell
III Songtext
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One time
One time
Oh
Demons are following me
Following what we can′t see
But I just want to dance, baby
Move around, swirl, baby
See you on the floor, don't bag
Nobody has it like you have
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
People in the club hating, hating, baby
They see you looking over, relating, lady
I just wanna hold you down
Maybe if you wanna go around town
Walk the high line, do a thing
Maybe if you wanna swing
You get mad, awfully bitter
When no one pays attention
But you know you′re a winner
For me, for me
Let's do it on the count of three
One, two, three, ow
Cupid keeps targeting me
Arrows are flying, I can't see
I just want a Michelle Obama lady
To hold me down when the world′s crazy
See you on the city so bad
Nobody knows you like your dad
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
People in the club, baby, hating, baby
See you looking over, relating, lady
I just wanna hold you down
Maybe we can walk around the town
Go to Paris, maybe France
Even Russia if you wanna dance
You get mad, awfully bitter
When no one pays attention
′Cause you know you're a winner
For me, for me
Let′s do it on the count of three
One, two, three, ow
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
You know we've got it
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
Let me feel something
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three, ow
One time
One time
Oh
Demons are following me
Following what we can′t see
But I just want to dance, baby
Move around, swirl, baby
See you on the floor, don't bag
Nobody has it like you have
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
People in the club hating, hating, baby
They see you looking over, relating, lady
I just wanna hold you down
Maybe if you wanna go around town
Walk the high line, do a thing
Maybe if you wanna swing
You get mad, awfully bitter
When no one pays attention
But you know you′re a winner
For me, for me
Let's do it on the count of three
One, two, three, ow
Cupid keeps targeting me
Arrows are flying, I can't see
I just want a Michelle Obama lady
To hold me down when the world′s crazy
See you on the city so bad
Nobody knows you like your dad
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
People in the club, baby, hating, baby
See you looking over, relating, lady
I just wanna hold you down
Maybe we can walk around the town
Go to Paris, maybe France
Even Russia if you wanna dance
You get mad, awfully bitter
When no one pays attention
′Cause you know you're a winner
For me, for me
Let′s do it on the count of three
One, two, three, ow
What you waiting, what you waiting for?
You know we've got it
Let me feel something
More than just an ordinary night
Let me feel something
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three, ow
Writer(s): Maxwell Menard, Hod David Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

