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Killer
September 10, 2014
Dress to impress,
Gotta look my best.
For the girl whose hair's a mess,
But still appears as a princess.
It's like this is some big test,
Your body I'll soon caress.
Suspense is conquering me and causing me stress,
Because for you, I'll confess:
I'm a killer on the dance floor,
Baby, come on out and I'll show you for sure.
Shake it up and grind some more,
I'll show moves you've never seen before.
What are the odds that with you I'll score?
The beat is hitting me straight to the core.
You're exactly what I've been searching for,
Take it to the next room, everyone else we can ignore.
Pretty miss, give me a kiss,
Dying to know you truly exist.
I see you raise a fist,
We can go back stage if you insist?
Don't make me the boy you'll diss,
I don't wanna be just another you cross off your list.
After tonight, I will be the one you miss,
Every day, you'll be craving our bliss.
I'm a killer on the dance floor,
Baby, come on out and I'll show you for sure.
Shake it up and grind some more,
I'll show moves you've never seen before.
What are the odds that with you I'll score?
The beat is hitting me straight to the core.
You're exactly what I've been searching for,
Take it to the next room, everyone else we can ignore.
Hey, hottie,
Move your body.
Straight out to my Bugatti,
Back to my place to be naughty.
I swear you won't get hurt,
Now hurry up and remove my shirt.
Come on, we can make this work,
All it takes is one little flirt...
I'm a killer on the dance floor,
Baby, come on out and I'll show you for sure.
Shake it up and grind some more,
I'll show moves you've never seen before.
What are the odds that with you I'll score?
The beat is hitting me straight to the core.
You're exactly what I've been searching for,
Take it to the next room, everyone else we can ignore.
© Elizabeth M., Kannapolis, NC
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