MRS JACKSON HERE!!!!!

Lock eyes,from across the room
Down my drink while the rhythms boom
Take ya hand and skip the names
No need here for the silly games
Make our way through the smokin crowd
The club is the sky and I'm on your cloud
Movin close as the lasers fly
Our bodies touch and the angels cry
Leave this place go back to yours
Our lips first touch outside your door
A whole night what we've got in store
Whiser in my ear that you want some more and I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
This really never happens you can take my word
I want to apologize thats just absurd
Mainly your fault for the way that you dance and now I
JIZZ IN MY PANTS
Dont tell your friends or I'll say your a slut
Plus its your fault you were rubbin my butt
I' m very sensitive,some would say thats a plus, now I'll go home and change

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