Music Video

Upcoming Concerts for Christina Aguilera

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christina Aguilera
Christina Aguilera
Vocals
Steve Morales
Steve Morales
Programming
David Siegel
David Siegel
Keyboards
Aaron Fishbein
Aaron Fishbein
Electric Guitar
Dan Warner
Dan Warner
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christina Aguilera
Christina Aguilera
Songwriter
Steve Morales
Steve Morales
Songwriter
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Songwriter
David Siegel
David Siegel
Songwriter
Ron Fair
Ron Fair
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Morales
Steve Morales
Producer
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Vocal Producer
Wassim Zreik
Wassim Zreik
Recording Engineer
Oscar Ramirez
Oscar Ramirez
Recording Engineer
Shane Stoner
Shane Stoner
Recording Engineer
Tony Masserati
Tony Masserati
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Assistant Engineer
Aaron Lepley
Aaron Lepley
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby, you pretend that things ain't what they seem
All this tension of titling just exactly what we should be
Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing
Listen, all I wanna do for now is have you come and take hold of me
[Verse 2]
Can you put your hands on my waistline?
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
[Verse 3]
If you see me with a man, understand that you can't question me
The feelings that you caught ain't my fault, can't help your jealousy
If you can handle the fact that what we have has got to be commitment free
Then we can keep this undercover loving coming, hidden underneath the sheets
[Verse 4]
Can you put your hands on my waistline?
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
[Verse 5]
So come on and freak my body
We can get nasty, naughty
All night a private party
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
It ain't about the kissing and hugging
'Cause this is a physical loving
Straight sweating, our bodies are rubbing
Gotta hit that spot just right
Work me like a 9 to 5
[Verse 6]
We have a physical thing
We'll make love, but don't fall in love
Let me get mine, you get yours
We spend time
Just enough so you get yours, and I get mine
No strings attached
I want your body, not your heart
[Verse 7]
Can you put your hands on my waistline?
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
[Verse 8]
Put your hands on my waistline
Want your skin up against mine
Move my hips to the baseline
Let me get mine, you get yours
Hang a please don't disturb sign
Put my back into a slow grind
Sending chills up and down my spine
Let me get mine, you get yours
[Verse 9]
Come here
Don't be shy
I won't bite
Let me get mine, you get yours
Written by: Balewa Muhammad, Christina Aguilera, David Siegel, Steve Morales
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