This is the song to dance to
So take her hand and pull her in.
Like you did way back when
The romance turned into one night stands

So take your hands down to her hips, let the sweat drip on her lips
Cause you know these hands belong to a gentleman
You know these hands belong to a gentleman
And our feet are touching under the covers
And we are getting a little closer

And now you're screaming a little louder, as we are colliding together

This is the song to dance to
So take her hand and pull her in
Like you did way back when
The romance turned into one night stands

Take your hands down, down to her hips, and let the sweat drip on her lips
Take your hands down to her hips, and let the sweat drip on her lips

A static connection, with your lipstick smeared with compassion and aggression, and there is no hesitation, as I'm blowing kisses on your neck
Until both sides are flushed with red
Its a minor reaction, from my hopeless affection

So color me red with your lipstick, color me red
You can open your eyes, don't be shy, the worst is over, turn out the lights, so don't hide under the covers

And your like a gentleman, like a gentleman, with a static connection
And your like a gentleman, like a gentleman, with a static connection

And now we're screaming a little louder, as we are colliding together

This is the song to dance to
So take her hand and pull her in.
Like you did way back when
The romance turned into one night stands.