I swing to the flow
Eyes focused on yours
No chance to get away
I see you coming
Chest ready to explode
You walk to the floor
Beer in hand
I see you coming
Mind wanders off
Imagining your love
Hand on the small of my back
I feel you coming
Music gets louder
Your waist gets hotter
There's no escaping
Now that you've got me
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