Feel the Heat

Look at how she moves (ha!)
Oh, how she moves to the beat of the drum
Oh, why you gotta, gotta?
Baby, when we start a fire
Make it go higher and higher and
Bring this mother down, burn it to the ground, yeah
Whoa-oh

But she took me by the hand
This is what she said
If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline
Just move a little closer, come up next to me
I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three
Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me

Come on, feel the heat
Come on, feel the heat
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)

Oh, you're looking so fresh (ha!)
You in that dress and no one can keep up
Oh, mama mama ma
Put me in the hospital
Been thinking of it all for way too long

Bring this mother down, burn it to the ground, yeah
Oh, my my, soul sometimes...
Push your hips to mine
Say, boy, make up your mind

If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline
Just move a little closer, come up next to me
I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three
Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me

Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel it, come on, feel it
(La la la, la la la la la la la)

If you wanna make fire, we don't need gasoline
Just move a little closer, come up next to me
I got a fever inside, running a hundred and three
Don't need a doctor, boy, come and dance with me

Come on, feel the heat
Come on, feel the heat
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)
Come on, feel the heat
(La la la, la la la la la la la)



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Anthony Sheafer, Peter John Burton
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