Heart Wants
I wish I could love you
You don't step into love, honey, you fall in it
Sooner or later, we'll all be drinking champagne out of a can
Dandy-fine, dandelion
You took a sip then you dipped
You missed a hell of a show
Singing lines from 'Sweet Caroline'
You should turn up, take a bite
You're gonna do it anyway
Anyway
You're gonna do it anyway
Something tells me
Move your hips
On the shore
You've got more boom than a dynamite store
Shaking those hips
My lord, my lord
When you hop in my car
I'm popping the cork tonight
You're gonna do it anyway
(You're gonna do it, you're gonna do)
So why you gonna make me wait?
Something tells me
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true, for you, yeah
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Something tells me, oh
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Something tells me
(The heart wants what the heart wants)
(The heart wants what the heart wants)
Girl, you're asking me how a watch works
But baby, keep your eyes on the time
Oh, you're changing your mind like clockwork
Come on, the heart want what the heart wants tonight
Move your hips
On the shore
You've got more boom than a dynamite store
Shaking those hips
My lord, my lord
When you hop in my car
Hop, hop in my car
Ladies and gentle-hippies
I see all of you out there
Waving your hands and stomping your feet
And I tell you I'm thrilled
There's only one color we're going to paint this town and that's red
Red like lipstick
You don't step into love, honey, you fall in it
Sooner or later, we'll all be drinking champagne out of a can
Dandy-fine, dandelion
You took a sip then you dipped
You missed a hell of a show
Singing lines from 'Sweet Caroline'
You should turn up, take a bite
You're gonna do it anyway
Anyway
You're gonna do it anyway
Something tells me
Move your hips
On the shore
You've got more boom than a dynamite store
Shaking those hips
My lord, my lord
When you hop in my car
I'm popping the cork tonight
You're gonna do it anyway
(You're gonna do it, you're gonna do)
So why you gonna make me wait?
Something tells me
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true, for you, yeah
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Something tells me, oh
The heart wants what the heart wants
It's true
Something tells me
(The heart wants what the heart wants)
(The heart wants what the heart wants)
Girl, you're asking me how a watch works
But baby, keep your eyes on the time
Oh, you're changing your mind like clockwork
Come on, the heart want what the heart wants tonight
Move your hips
On the shore
You've got more boom than a dynamite store
Shaking those hips
My lord, my lord
When you hop in my car
Hop, hop in my car
Ladies and gentle-hippies
I see all of you out there
Waving your hands and stomping your feet
And I tell you I'm thrilled
There's only one color we're going to paint this town and that's red
Red like lipstick
Credits
Writer(s): Marlin Bateman, Patrick Howard, John Coughlin, Robert Joseph Hunter
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