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Komponistar
Utøvere

Sangtekst: Kiss. Lick It Up. Dance All Over Your Face.


Baby, I know it's a jungle out there
Well if you can play it cool, I can play it debonair
You were warm, but there was an inner ice
And baby, it was like a rollin' dice
Well I told you once, I told you twice
Hey listen babe, there's trouble in paradise

Well I found a lipstick stain of your kiss
Well you can sink your teeth into this, bitch, so

Chorus:
I'm gonna dance, dance all over your face, I'm gonna dance all over your face
I'm gonna dance, dance all over your face, I'm gonna dance all over your face

Hey baby, can you pass this quiz
Well, just put your money where your mouth is
You're as sharp as a slap from a lover's hand
Hey baby, baby, baby, this is all I can stand
You played your hand, and now you lose, well listen bitch, I've got news

Yes, I saw you with another man and you put me in disgrace, so

chorus

Dance, dance all over your face, I'm gonna dance all over your face

No cheap perfume can change my mind, no satin and lace
Yes, I'm gonna dance all over your face

No thigh high boots, forbidden fruits, no satin and lace
Yes, I'm gonna dance, dance all over your face, I'm gonna dance