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Heart Strings of your Bass
Loud Music, Loud people..
I am filled with joy...
My Friend thinks it going to be an average party..
But I know it's going to be more...
I am wanting more..
I am wanting you..
In the end, that's all I want it to lead to..
Going through the crowd..
It's our pick and choose, I don't choose for you..
You can pick and choose..
Whose new, and whose used..
Everybody wants you, so it's yours to choose...
Who's yours in the end..
To me, I hope we're meant to be...
Heat comes to my face and goes down to my feet..
We are dancing..
And our hands meet..
This makes my heart skip a beat..
Enclosing, Heat...
People dance around us..
You go to whisper in my ear..
Oh, darling come closer..
I want to hear..
The thumping of the bass..
It goes with the thumping of my heart..
Your tattooing it leaving your own personal mark...
Hey, Mr..
You play bass..
Explains you plays the strings of my heart...
I am filled with joy...
My Friend thinks it going to be an average party..
But I know it's going to be more...
I am wanting more..
I am wanting you..
In the end, that's all I want it to lead to..
Going through the crowd..
It's our pick and choose, I don't choose for you..
You can pick and choose..
Whose new, and whose used..
Everybody wants you, so it's yours to choose...
Who's yours in the end..
To me, I hope we're meant to be...
Heat comes to my face and goes down to my feet..
We are dancing..
And our hands meet..
This makes my heart skip a beat..
Enclosing, Heat...
People dance around us..
You go to whisper in my ear..
Oh, darling come closer..
I want to hear..
The thumping of the bass..
It goes with the thumping of my heart..
Your tattooing it leaving your own personal mark...
Hey, Mr..
You play bass..
Explains you plays the strings of my heart...
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