Hold up a minute, go from the top
Hit it, my limit, don′t wanna stop
I'll just admit it, you′re what I want
You're what I want
Tell me you want me, that'd be enough
Don′t say you′re sorry, don't play it off
I′ll just admit it, you're what I want
You′re what I want
Your touch, it feels like magic
Your body looks so cruel
Not to be dramatic
But I'll die if I can′t have you
I wanna dance with you
I feel the heat with you
Won't you be my somebody?
Won't you tell me you love me?
Know what I wanna say, but every time you come around
Just wanna look at your face and I can barely make a sound
So maybe, baby, take my hand
Let′s dance, yeah
Your touch, it feels like magic
Your body looks so cruel
Not to be dramatic
But I′ll die if I can't havе you
I wanna dance with you
I feel the heat with you
Won′t you bе my somebody?
Won't you tell me you love me?
Don′t you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
Don′t you wanna dance?
(I wanna feel the heat with you)
Don't you wanna dance?
Say you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
(I really wanna be with you)
Don′t you wanna dance?
Don′t you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
(I really wanna dance with you)
Won′t you tell me you love me?
I wanna dance with you
I feel the heat with you
Won't you be my somebody?
Won′t you tell me you love me?
I wanna dance with you
I feel the heat with you
Won't you be my somebody?
Won′t you tell me you love me?
Don't you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
Don′t you wanna dance?
(Wanna dance with you)
Don′t you wanna dance?
Say you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
(Be with you)
Don′t you wanna dance?
Don't you wanna dance?
Don′t you wanna dance?
(I really wanna dance with you)
Won't you tell me you love me?
Writer(s): Shannon Rubicam, George Robert Merrill, Andy Macken, Thom Macken, Laura Marano, Michael G. Trewartha, Kyle Mark Trewartha
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