And you know it, know it, know it It gets harder for me Every time you walk in the room You got all eyes on you Don't stop doin' what you're doin' Every time you move to the beat And don't stop 'cause you know that I like it Oh oh oh oh But I'm gonna

I'm so obsessed With the way that your lips Kiss me like crazy Oh, you amaze me When you walk in the room Yeah, I'm a mess Girl, I confess You got me losing it You know it

It's not time to make a change, You're still young, that's your fault, Find a girl, settle down, If you want you can marry. Look at me, I am old, but I'm happy. Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away. I know I have to go. Just relax, take it

Did you let me go For the good life Get you one night in the sun Oh, baby I'm going on When the laureate could tell us why And no preacher could decide Tell me now, oh, baby I'm going on When there is no map, no good advice And no road to paradise

Baby I know better (baby you work it) I know better I need one, so bring me some, oh Quee knows better, than to turn off your song Run this shit back (baby, you baby) I know better, you fine (more than fine) Hmm, aw yeah

I'll fly away on a trip to your heart Hold me close Spread my wings all into the dawn Break these chains that keep us apart Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Hold me tight now Need you more Want you more Like how your touch send me off the ground

Burn for you, I burn for you I think I know why the dog howls at the moon Sondela, I burn for you I've been waiting for you all my life, hoping for a miracle I've been waiting day and night, day and night I've been waiting for you all my life, waiting

It's getting closer, oh It's getting closer (it's right on time) It's getting closer (I'm not dead yet) In the end, it's stronger than I know how to be And I can't just spend my whole lifetime wondering I fell in love with the sound of my heels on the

Oh no no no, I can't take it Oh no no no, I won't break your heart again I don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, no, don't wanna be a monster among men Oh, the stupid truth is I'm so bad for you Hide behind my back And I can't see them One, two, three,

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for