Takes two to tango, two to tango Two to really get the feeling of romance Let's do the tango, do the tango Do the dance of love There's a lot of things that you can do alone Hey, baby, how about this dance? 'Cause it takes two to do this dance You can

I want you to stay Not really sure how to feel about it Something in the way you move Makes me feel like I can't live without you It takes me out the way Round and around and around and around we go Oh now tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, you know

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

You don't care about how I feel, All the world I've seen before me passing by, I don't feel it anymore, I don't feel it anymore Hey you, see me, pictures crazy, I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose, I don't feel. I don't feel it anymore. Hey you, are me,

Oh Nikita you will never know, anything about my home I'll never know how good it feels to hold you Nikita I need you so Oh Nikita is the other side of any given line in time Counting ten tin soldiers in a row Oh no, Nikita you'll never know Nikita

Lit for your love baby, lit for your love (Live for your love) (How much I feel, I live for your love) Lit for your love baby (Straight up!) Yeah, you know we good You talkin' about this shit but whatever We can go back and forth all day That's that

Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I don't want them to hear what we're doing I'll be screaming so loud, don't you dare turn it down I'm feeling kinda naughty, how about you? Turn your bed into

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

Go straight to hell, boys There ain't no need for ya Straight to hell Go straight to hell boys Oh Papa-san If you can play on the fiddle How's about a British jig and reel? Speaking King's English in quotation As railhead towns feel the steel mills rust

You will never come close to how I feel You will never come close to how I feel Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I care less and less about and less about you No one else around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as I please All