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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nic Dean
Nic Dean
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nic Dean
Nic Dean
Songwriter
Jesse Fink
Jesse Fink
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elijah Hill
Elijah Hill
Producer
Damien Lesimon
Damien Lesimon
Producer

Lyrics

Saw you standing there in the strobe light
Looking like an angel with a dark side
Dancin' with your eyes closed, so high
Winter in July, that's Snow White
Take your time, my love, turn the East Side
We can keep it going 'til the sunrise
Please don't fall in love, I'm the wrong type
But we can pretend for this one night
Knew it from the second that you walked in through the door
By the time I'd get to know you, you'll be screaming out for more
I'll take you down, two, three, four rounds
I wanna make that body count, that body count (Ooh)
Let me take your clothes off, introduce them to my floor
By the time the night is over, you'll get what you came here for
I'll take you down, two, three, four rounds
I wanna make that body count, that body count (Ooh)
Wish you knew me for your whole life
If we only have this one night
I'll have to save you like the last part
Have you thinkin' that it's alright
Take this how we play
Show 'em where I'm your game
Please don't fall in love, I'm the wrong type
But we can pretend for this one night
Knew it from the second that you walked in through the door
By the time I'd get to know you, you'll be screaming out for more
I'll take you down, two, three, four rounds
I wanna make that body count, that body count (Ooh)
Let me take your clothes off, introduce them to my floor
By the time the night is over, you'll get what you came here for
I'll take you down, two, three, four rounds
I wanna make that body count, that body count
Written by: Jesse Fink, Nic Dean
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