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Let’s take a tour through the galaxy I’ll show you the stars hung just for me We’ll dance in their light like Fred Astaire Quite the pair, ignoring everyone’s stares We'll be the two hottest on this date tonight Let’s overdress and wink when we fight We'll cut spot to spot, swanky jet setters Limousine roof out, we’re red carpet steppers Piano keys open all the doors for us to go Slipping back stage to see the real show Sipping martinis till the next party starts Tripping farther down the boulevard We don’t ruin the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation We don’t mix the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation Don’t say it out loud I can hear you thinking It’s not about talking it’s the champagne drinking I join you for another glass or three I like the way it makes you stare at me I get stuck in your quicksand eyes Your two lips become my slow demise The darkest corner of this club sparks up Like diamonds and gems you light it up then... Your hair’s a mess, my tux a wreck I wrinkled your dress, you bruised my neck You lost an earring, you bit my chest My back is scratched and you’re still outta breath We don’t ruin the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation We don’t mix the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation
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Apr 26, 2012
Apr 26, 2012 at 1:01 PM UTC
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Let’s take a tour through the galaxy I’ll show you the stars hung just for me We’ll dance in their light like Fred Astaire Quite the pair, ignoring everyone’s stares We'll be the two hottest on this date tonight Let’s overdress and wink when we fight We'll cut spot to spot, swanky jet setters Limousine roof out, we’re red carpet steppers Piano keys open all the doors for us to go Slipping back stage to see the real show Sipping martinis till the next party starts Tripping farther down the boulevard We don’t ruin the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation We don’t mix the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation Don’t say it out loud I can hear you thinking It’s not about talking it’s the champagne drinking I join you for another glass or three I like the way it makes you stare at me I get stuck in your quicksand eyes Your two lips become my slow demise The darkest corner of this club sparks up Like diamonds and gems you light it up then... Your hair’s a mess, my tux a wreck I wrinkled your dress, you bruised my neck You lost an earring, you bit my chest My back is scratched and you’re still outta breath We don’t ruin the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation We don’t mix the night with conversation You and me honey we’re a revelation
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brandon-barnett
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Apr 26, 2012
Apr 26, 2012 at 1:01 PM UTC
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