Strobe Light (Live At the Pavillion, The Woodlands, TX, 1990)

Where's my telephone?
Is that you, baby?
(Yeah)
Got something to tell ya
(Oh, what?)

I wanna see you tonight
I want you to walk in the door
I want you to lay on the floor
'Cause tonight's the night
We make love under a strobe light (strobe light, strobe light)
Underneath the strobe light

Wanna make love to you under the strobe light
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light
Strobe light, whoa
Strobe light, whoa, yeah

Pulsin' light goes to my head
Everything I see is red
Baby, when I kiss your hair
It falls off

I'm gonna kiss your eyes
I'm gonna kiss your lip
I'm gonna kiss your tummy
Then I'll kiss your butt (ooh)

Tonight's the night
For love under the light
Strobe light, strobe light
Underneath the strobe light

Wanna make love to you under the strobe light
Wanna make love to you under the strobe light
Strobe light, whoa
Strobe light, whoa, yeah

I just wanna make love to you
I just wanna make love to you
Underneath the strobe light
Strobe light (strobe light)
Strobe light (strobe light)
Strobe light
Strobe, strobe, strobe, strobe, strobe light

We're going on a trip



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Strickland, Cynthia Wilson, Catherine Pierson, Frederick Schneider, Rickey Wilson
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