Front Row
Your little black dress is fallin' on the floor tonight, tonight
My hot mess, you know how to play it just right, right
Take it nice and slow
With the candles burnin' low
There you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
You a good girl bringin' out your wild side
My eyes follow you like a spotlight
Watchin' your skin glow
With the candles burnin' low
There you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
Bitin' your lip, slow dancin' to your favorite song
Come a little closer
Let's turn these two shadows into one
And there you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
Front row
Front row
Yeah, I'm sittin' front row
Front row
Front row
Yeah, I'm sittin' front row
My hot mess, you know how to play it just right, right
Take it nice and slow
With the candles burnin' low
There you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
You a good girl bringin' out your wild side
My eyes follow you like a spotlight
Watchin' your skin glow
With the candles burnin' low
There you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
Bitin' your lip, slow dancin' to your favorite song
Come a little closer
Let's turn these two shadows into one
And there you go
Settin' this house on fire
Let's lock the door
And watch these flames grow higher
No, I don't wanna miss a thing
Love the way you work the room
Baby, the way you move
Has got me losin' control
Tonight you're puttin' on a show
And I'm sittin' front row
Front row
Front row
Yeah, I'm sittin' front row
Front row
Front row
Yeah, I'm sittin' front row
Credits
Writer(s): George Christopher Birge, George Birge, Evan Daniel Coffman, Christopher Cann
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