[Verse 1]
We hug and yes, we dance more
And always just say "Goodnight" (La-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure I do love it
But I need you like a sign
[Chorus]
Can you sing some more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh
[Post-Chorus]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love your grace, la-la-la-la
All of your style, I want it (La-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love your grace, la-la-la-la
All of your style, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
[Verse 2]
I, I feel like dancin' somethin'
But we can be corny, that's it
Sugar, I ain't no gummy, gummy
I like to say, what if, but if
We could dancе and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be on to somеthin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds like it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth
Moonies wishin' that the room was a photo booth
Taste breakfast, lunch and lemon juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we dance, refresh, gimme two
When I move that hips, come get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss, blusher too, uh
We hug and yes, we dance more
And always just say "Goodnight" (La-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure I do love it
But I need you like a sign
[Chorus]
Can you sing some more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, oh, oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, oh, oh
[Post-Chorus]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love your grace, la-la-la-la
All of your style, I want it (La-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love your grace, la-la-la-la
All of your style, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
[Verse 2]
I, I feel like dancin' somethin'
But we can be corny, that's it
Sugar, I ain't no gummy, gummy
I like to say, what if, but if
We could dancе and just cut the rubbish
Then I might be on to somеthin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds like it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last, on the wisdom tooth
Moonies wishin' that the room was a photo booth
Taste breakfast, lunch and lemon juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we dance, refresh, gimme two
When I move that hips, come get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss, blusher too, uh
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