Bounce
Ay. Ay. A-a-a-a-a-ay.
Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance.
Now I'm pop-pop-poppin' it and you gon' get addicted.
Maybe you not-not in it and you just wanna hit it,
But we not-not stoppin' it so you can say you did it
And go tell all your friends how my box is like a hidden
Treasure chest and oh my God you found it.
Now that you got the key how often is you gon' be around it.
I know I'm what you need and I know I've got you drownin',
but then I think this thought and then I start frownin', like
Bad. Is it bad? Is it bad that I don't feel bad? (Yup)
Are you mad? Are you mad? Are you mad when I don't call back? (Uh huh)
But we laugh and we have nine times out of ten a blast, (Yup)
But the sex is all we have. (Uh) Should it be more than just that?
You and me, what we have
According to society is bad.
It doesn't help that I'm not sure how I feel.
We share a bed, but we cannot share a meal.
Dealing with body parts not with brains.
I know just what you like, I don't know your middle name.
You make me feel so good and then I feel ashamed
I start to turn away and then I hear you say,
"Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance."
Now I'm pop-pop-poppin' it and you know I'm confused.
Cuz we clap, kick, droppin' it and I can't kill the mood.
So I'm knock-knock-knockin' shit off of this side table,
But my head's not-not in it and I don't think I'm able
To stop... all these feelings that I have.
Damn, damn, that - that was probably really bad.
I shouldn't have thought that I should've just gotten laid,
But sometimes I just wonder, "What the fuck would he say?" If I said,
"Yo, would you be down to go on a date
Or really talk, for real, or do you just wanna play?
For heaven's sake, I was in it for same reason's as you,
But that was the beginning, now the end is getting screwed."
You and me, what we have
According to society is bad.
It doesn't help that I'm not sure how I feel.
We share a bed, but we cannot share a meal.
Dealing with body parts not with brains.
I know just what you like, I don't know your middle name.
You make me feel so good and then I feel ashamed
I start to turn away and then I hear you say,
"Don't bounce. Don't - don't bounce. Get - get out. Don't-don't bounce."
Can I find a balace here?
Bits we love and sex and fear.
It's all fun and games til I'm lost and ashamed
And it's all for the game til we stop and feel the pain
It's a dance in the rain and I'd do it all again,
But when I'm wet I regret being next to you in vain.
Can I stop this commotion? No!
I need this feeling to make me feel whole!
Can't breathe this demon I'm a lost soul!
So fuck me crazy before I go home!
Don't treat me like a lady, throw me on the floor!
Choke me, grab me, give it to me more!
On me, crush me, body like - woah!
Why do I love this so much? I don't know!
Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance.
Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance.
Now I'm pop-pop-poppin' it and you gon' get addicted.
Maybe you not-not in it and you just wanna hit it,
But we not-not stoppin' it so you can say you did it
And go tell all your friends how my box is like a hidden
Treasure chest and oh my God you found it.
Now that you got the key how often is you gon' be around it.
I know I'm what you need and I know I've got you drownin',
but then I think this thought and then I start frownin', like
Bad. Is it bad? Is it bad that I don't feel bad? (Yup)
Are you mad? Are you mad? Are you mad when I don't call back? (Uh huh)
But we laugh and we have nine times out of ten a blast, (Yup)
But the sex is all we have. (Uh) Should it be more than just that?
You and me, what we have
According to society is bad.
It doesn't help that I'm not sure how I feel.
We share a bed, but we cannot share a meal.
Dealing with body parts not with brains.
I know just what you like, I don't know your middle name.
You make me feel so good and then I feel ashamed
I start to turn away and then I hear you say,
"Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance."
Now I'm pop-pop-poppin' it and you know I'm confused.
Cuz we clap, kick, droppin' it and I can't kill the mood.
So I'm knock-knock-knockin' shit off of this side table,
But my head's not-not in it and I don't think I'm able
To stop... all these feelings that I have.
Damn, damn, that - that was probably really bad.
I shouldn't have thought that I should've just gotten laid,
But sometimes I just wonder, "What the fuck would he say?" If I said,
"Yo, would you be down to go on a date
Or really talk, for real, or do you just wanna play?
For heaven's sake, I was in it for same reason's as you,
But that was the beginning, now the end is getting screwed."
You and me, what we have
According to society is bad.
It doesn't help that I'm not sure how I feel.
We share a bed, but we cannot share a meal.
Dealing with body parts not with brains.
I know just what you like, I don't know your middle name.
You make me feel so good and then I feel ashamed
I start to turn away and then I hear you say,
"Don't bounce. Don't - don't bounce. Get - get out. Don't-don't bounce."
Can I find a balace here?
Bits we love and sex and fear.
It's all fun and games til I'm lost and ashamed
And it's all for the game til we stop and feel the pain
It's a dance in the rain and I'd do it all again,
But when I'm wet I regret being next to you in vain.
Can I stop this commotion? No!
I need this feeling to make me feel whole!
Can't breathe this demon I'm a lost soul!
So fuck me crazy before I go home!
Don't treat me like a lady, throw me on the floor!
Choke me, grab me, give it to me more!
On me, crush me, body like - woah!
Why do I love this so much? I don't know!
Can you bounce for me? Just like a little dance,
On the couch with me when I'm under with my pants.
Is it down with me? Are you able to advance?
Is you really real or not? I don't know I took a chance.
Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Rose Rowbottom, Molly Elizabeth Rowbottom
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