And my gears start turning
It's burning something deep inside
I'd tell you but it might hurt your pride
You'd have the feeling that you did something wrong
Bona fide
Floating in frivolity
There's something in there with a study beat
Steaming up an electric storm
All night, side by side
Oh Baby, I have to admit
I wrap my head around the falvor of it
You're giving me an itch I can scratch
It's the perfect match (Yeah, it's swell)
Too hot to keep it locked inside
I'd tell you but you might run and hide
Because the figures are set and drawn
Left and right
Nothing beats reality
There's something in there with a study beat
Getting ready to perform
All night, nationwide
Oh Baby, I have to admit
I wrap my head around the falvor of it
You're giving me an itch I can scratch
It's the perfect match
Flip a coin, flip a coin, flip a coin
When it's in the air you'll know
Flip a coin, flip a coin, when it's in the air you'll know which side you want it to go
Oh Baby, I have to admit
I wrap my head around the falvor of it
You're giving me an itch I can scratch
It's the perfect match
Baby, this is no time to quit
I wrap my head around the falvor of it
You're giving me an itch I can scratch
It's the perfect match
