I took a dive in your blue eyesI thought everything's coolI thought everything's alrightNow I'm dancing with youUnder the heat of the spotlightIt was a hell of a tuneI could have danced with you all nightWith the way that you moveAnd I put on my lipstickPainted my nailsCherry, cherry redNow I can't stop the thought of youRunnin' 'round my headTwo steps in, is this what we're made for?Shoulda left ya on the dancefloorLosing my head is not what I came forShoulda left ya on the dancefloorBut I wanted more, more, more, moreShoulda left yaWhenever I hear the musicYeah, I'm back in the roomAnd I got a confession, yeah that babyI still, I still think of youAnd I put on my lipstickPainted my nailsCherry, cherry redNow I can't stop the thought of youRunnin' 'round my headTwo steps in, is this what we're made for?Shoulda left ya on the dancefloorLosing my head is not what I came forShoulda left ya on the dancefloorBut I wanted more, more, more, moreShoulda left ya, shoulda left yaMore, more, more, moreShoulda left yaI took a dive in your blue eyesI thought everything's coolI thought everything's alrightNow I'm dancing with you
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I took a dive in your blue eyes
I thought everything's cool
I thought everything's alright
Now I'm dancing with you
Under the heat of the spotlight
It was a hell of a tune
I could have danced with you all night
With the way that you move
And I put on my lipstick
Painted my nails
Cherry, cherry red
Now I can't stop the thought of you
Runnin' 'round my head
Two steps in, is this what we're made for?
Shoulda left ya on the dancefloor
Losing my head is not what I came for
Shoulda left ya on the dancefloor
But I wanted more, more, more, more
Shoulda left ya
Whenever I hear the music
Yeah, I'm back in the room
And I got a confession, yeah that baby
I still, I still think of you
And I put on my lipstick
Painted my nails
Cherry, cherry red
Now I can't stop the thought of you
Runnin' 'round my head
Two steps in, is this what we're made for?
Shoulda left ya on the dancefloor
Losing my head is not what I came for
Shoulda left ya on the dancefloor
But I wanted more, more, more, more
Shoulda left ya, shoulda left ya
More, more, more, more
Shoulda left ya
I took a dive in your blue eyes
I thought everything's cool
I thought everything's alright
Now I'm dancing with you
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