I've been standing here for an hour or two
I was looking for something, didn't know it was you
You know what I know
The look in your eyes says it all
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
Unmistakable heartache, you got me good in the worst way
Forget your friends for a while, now
Baby, come on, let's play
We could listen to our bodies as we rock on the dance floor
Keep on coming, keep on coming, coming back for more
Drinks at the bar, taking shots till it's last call
Let's go, I'll go anywhere you want to go
You know what I know
The look in your eyes says it all
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
Oh, what can I say to you?
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
You turn me on
You're really turning me on
Maybe you want it, maybe you need it
Maybe you thought you could get it from me
Maybe you will, maybe you won't
Maybe you do
Maybe you can't help but say
That you want to get together tonight
And that's alright by me
I think you can see
What a mess your little black dress
Is making of me
We've been standing here
For an hour or two
Baby, you're making me crazy
Tell me what we're gonna do
You know what I know
The look in your eyes says it all
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
Oh, what can I say to you?
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
You turn me on
You're really turning me on
Oh, what can I say to you?
Your little black dress, I must confess
Is making a mess out of me
Your little black dress
Your little black dress
Your little black dress
Your little black dress
Writer(s): Christopher Jon Rafetto, Michael Pearsall, Brian Shanley, Evan Field
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