My Michelle

Hey Michelle
I saw you dancing by the bar
My sweet Michelle
I found my job hit my guitar
I saw you dancing all alone
I swear you rang my new cellphone Michelle

My sweet Michelle
I saw you dancing with your friend
My Michelle
I lost my breath I got to dance
And in my heart melt like butter
Make me weak i stop to stutter, Michelle
My my Michelle(my Michelle)

I let my guitar do the talking
Let my guitar do the walking
Oh it's real baby how I feel babe oh
If darling girl
Michelle my bound you'll swell, oh hell
But you good too
Yeah

Hey MIchelle(hey Michelle)
I saw you dance across the room
My Michelle(my Michelle)
I found my heart on boom boom boom
I saw you dancing all alone
I swear you rang my new Iphone Michelle

Oh Michelle
How can I make it understood
My sweet Michelle
My microphone won't do me no good
Your body pushes me too far
And I've to say it with my guitar Michelle
My my Michelle(my Michelle)

Well you're good thing
Oh girl
You make my heart sing, MIchelle(my Michelle)
Oh my my my my breath you could take now
Oh (My Michelle, my my Michele)
You're such a wild thing
You make my heart sing
Oh hell(my Michelle)
I'm weak on my knees
I'm beggin please
My Michelle



Credits
Writer(s): Dion Di Mucci, Mike Aquilina
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