Clap Your Hands Everybody I'm Singing This Love Is Unbreakable We're Living Our Dreams No Thing, No Money, No Sin, No Temptation,Talking 'Bout Nothing But Y'all Know We'll Be Back Next Week Like The People On TV Through The Technical Difficulties

You're my playground love I'm a high school lover, And you're my favorite flavor Love is all, all my soul Yet my hands hands are shaking I feel my body remains, Themes no matter, I'm on fire On the playground, love You're the piece of gold,

Kiss and make, kiss, kiss and make up Kiss, kiss and make up Tired of hearing sorry I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I Touch me like you touch nobody Put your hands all up on me How about we leave this party? 'Cause all I want is you up on me Feel like we about

Just me and you and these empty cups Oh-oh-oh-oh Hands Hands on your body like there is no one at the party Turn my television up so nobody can listen We're getting real, real close Can't let this moment go If you want it like I want it Let me take you to

Ah, found the piece, the missing part Found the hands hands to heal these broken Bones, you're the key my heart It's beating loud so everybody knows Be the light that you are Shine like fire in my heart Hold me tight in the dark Oh my God, I can feel it I can

Oh, strip that down, girl You know, I love it, when the music's loud But c'mon, strip that down for me, baby Now there's a lot of people in the crowd But only you can dance with me So put your hands on my body You know, I love it when the music's loud

So you lookin' for a good man To hold you with some good hands hands I heard you lookin' for a good man Somebody get you through the bad land Just like you know your southern stars always gonna come back out I’ll give you everything I got like nobody else you

(Throw ya hands hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body 'Cause I love the shape of you, mama I wanna put my hands hands on ya She know I'm tryna open her Body like a bottle, Coca Cola You know mi love when you get nasty I wanna do you in the back seat Seven days sex,

Put your hands up in the air Body rock, body rock, you rock with me All day I'm only thinking 'bout you All day you got me going baby always I love the way your body rocks when we rock you rock with me See this is how real love supposed to be (Say) this