Songtext von Automatic

Sippin’ on a vice, over ice Sugar watching the clock Everyday the same But the name’s slipping in for a shock What’s it gonna be Him or me? Maybe both if you dare When tomorrow comes And you’re numb, isn’t like Imma care Strangers in the dark Catching fire, throwing sparks It’s a bomb just waiting to blow Feel the club heating up Getting ready to erupt When the music comes on, we go- A-a-automatic A-a-automatic A-a-automatic tonight, tonight Like a-a-automatic A-a-automatic A-a-automatic tonight, tonight It’s a candy store, on the floor Want a bite of it all Dying to unzip, it’s a trip Got your back to the wall Shimmering in sweat, have we met? Maybe pushing out luck (Too hot, too hot) Bursting at the seams, of our jeans No one’s giving a f- (Too hot, too hot) Doing what, what a body is for Doing what we imagine alone Satisfied and still we’re begging for me