Lyrics

Sitting pretty It's 3: 30 I got the itch to get down Get down and dirty I got the moves But no tunes to groove to So play my song And I'll rock the room Can ya hear it, hear it I gotta feel it, feel it So where's the dance floor So I can hit it, hit it I won't be sated Until the DJ plays it Cuz I forget everything I ever loved and hated Throw some back while I'm waiting for my track It's getting late Don't let it be the last song A quarter til Didn't get my fill Cuz all I'm doing is running up my bill Gotta stay here just in case they play My song everyone loves to hate Can ya hear it, hear it I gotta feel it, feel it So where's the dance floor So I can hit it, hit it I won't be sated Until the DJ plays it Cuz I forget everything I ever loved and hated Throw some back while I'm waiting for my track It's getting late Don't let it be the last song Oh it's 4 am and I can't help but think What a bitter end I got a head full of noise and a night full of disappointment But right when they house lights go on I hear my song I won't be sated Until the DJ plays it Cuz I forget everything I ever loved and hated Throw some back while I'm waiting for my track It's getting late Don't let it be the last song
Writer(s): Brandi M. Carlile Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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