She Wants It
She could erase us with her war paint
You can hear her battle cry
She got an itchy trigger finger
And she might just blow your mind
'Cause the crowd screams riot
And her mind declares war
You couldn't blame her what she's been through
You ain't seen anything she saw
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She dresses like a lady
She dances like a whore
She don't move like nothin'
That I seen before
She's a dance floor lover
She ain't like no other
You'd take her home to your daddy
But not to your mother
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She's caught in a motion, she's stuck in a cycle
You raise a fist, she'll raise a glass
You come at her, she'll kick your ass
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She feels like shooting down the moon
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down my moon
You can hear her battle cry
She got an itchy trigger finger
And she might just blow your mind
'Cause the crowd screams riot
And her mind declares war
You couldn't blame her what she's been through
You ain't seen anything she saw
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She dresses like a lady
She dances like a whore
She don't move like nothin'
That I seen before
She's a dance floor lover
She ain't like no other
You'd take her home to your daddy
But not to your mother
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down the moon
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She's caught in a motion, she's stuck in a cycle
You raise a fist, she'll raise a glass
You come at her, she'll kick your ass
She wants it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it
She feels like shooting down the moon
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She want it, she got it, she wins it, she lost it (woah-oh-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh-oh)
She feels like shooting down my moon
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Writer(s): James Graham
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