Hilly + Hannah Hindi - Saturday Night (prod. by Jeff Barringer) | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Hilly + Hannah Hindi
• Saturday Night (prod. by Jeff Barringer)

"Saturday Night"
Kiss,kiss,kiss,kiss,kiss,kiss,
kiss,kiss,kiss,kiss,kiss
(x2)

You hit the dancefloor, you make me
wish. Show me your sexy in you,
blow me a kiss.
Your body is perfect, those shades are tight-
l get to see you every Saturday Night.

CHORUS:
You're the one I see Saturday Hight, woah!
(blow me a kiss,kiss,kiss)
You re a VIP every Saturday Night.
I can smell your cologne from across
the bar. are you sure you're not a
superstar? Give me a kiss...

Your skin is glowing with beads of sweat.
Teach me your dance moves, make me your pet.
You've got your glasses
on, club lights are so bright-like Hollywood on a Saturday Night.

CHORUS:
On woah, you-your the one I see every
Saturday Night. You're the VIP every Saturday Night.
I can smell your cologne from acroos the bar, are
you sure you re not superstar?
(give me a kiss, kiss, kiss x 4.)

This is for the hot boys all around the world,
all around the world, all around the world.
You know they hot boys all around the world,
all around the world, all around the world.
Every weekend at the same club.
Looking like a star with your fist pumped up.
Cheek you pretty boy me little kitty
toy you so bad I'm call you ditty boy.
My heart is melting-no, no don't stop
dancing! I'm going spastic, things
getting drastic. Ti getting hot in here, you
so fly a Rocketeer. I get to see
you every Saturday Night.
(repeated shorus, fades out)