The way you're moving
across the floor
Don't have to say it, you want some more
Give me some more, more, more
Give me some more,
more,
more
I want some more
Give me all I want, give me all you got
Give it to me, whoa,
whoa
Give me what I want, give me all you got
Give it to me, whoa,
whoa Just give it to me
Don't have to say it,
you want some more Give me some more, more,
more
Cause I'm getting bored,
bored, bored Give me some more
Give me what I want,
give me all you got Give it to me,
whoa,
whoa
You got your daddy's toy and your mother's
eyes Soon enough girl you're gonna realize
When the pretty boys try to get next to you
They really just wanna have sex with you
Oh it's the way you move and the clothes you
wear The alcohol and the way that you don't
care All I wanna do is get next to you, next to
you, next to you That sinful stare
Your poison kiss Like Satan's daughter's holy lips
Give me what I want,
give me all you got Give it to me,
whoa,
whoa
Give me what I want,
give me all you got Give it to me,
whoa,
whoa