Top Songs By Hi-Five
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hi-Five
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Adams
Songwriter
William Covington
Songwriter
Sheldon Goode
Songwriter
Lyrics
Uhh, uh-uh ohh, ohh
There's (there's something about the way you love) love, ohh
Now from same hood growing its perfect and the love is all good
She shows it like a real woman should
And I would give the world if I could
See we can argue all day
(but at night) it's back to making love all the time
Can't hide the attraction inside
And I can't even find if I try
Cause she knows just what I like
And on a lonely night, all it takes is a call
A quick call
(and she won't hesitate at all) at all
She'll be at my door for the call
(up against the wall) Up against the wall
She got that run away loving
Backstreet back sit of the car sweet loving (yeah-yeah)
No playing, no game and freaky handcuffing (sweet loving)
We're gonna try so many things
It's nothing, it's nothing (there's something about the way you move)
She got that run away loving
Ain't afraid to say it's been win-win loving (all night)
If it was a room maybe she'll brake something (ohh)
We're gonna try so many things
It's nothing, it's nothing
Not with that same old, same old (no)
Dinner and a movie (no she's not a cookie)
She's my girl and she knows how to keep this love interesting
Lights a part of me in one of a life time (with her)
I swear she's so sexy, girls iit's a crime (and she's mine)
The true definition of a dime
These other chicks became and it ain't as fun
Yes, she does the things that I like (when I'm alone all night)
(And all it takes is a call) A quick call
(and she won't hesitate at all) at all
And she'll be at my door with no drawers
(up against the wall) against the wall
She got that run away loving (she got)
Backstreet back sit of the car sweet loving (wooh)
No playing, no game and freaky handcuffing
We're gonna try so many things (We're gonna try so many things)
It's nothing, it's nothing
She got that run away loving (she got)
Ain't afraid to say it's been real-real loving (win-win loving yeah)
If it was a room maybe she'll brake something (wooh)
We're gonna try so many things
It's nothing, it's nothing (ohh-ohh)
She got that run away loving (yeah)
Backstreet back sit of the car sweet loving (car sweet loving)
No playing, no game and freaky handcuffing (cuffing)
We're gonna try so many things
It's nothing, it's nothing (We're gonna try so many things yeah)
She got that run away loving
Ain't afraid to say it's been win-win loving (ohh)
If it was a room maybe she'll brake something (ohh)
We're gonna try so many things
It's nothing, it's nothing (ohh)
And she don't have to say it (have to say it)
'Cause I know that she love me by the way she drives my (drives my)
Body so crazily the things that she loves like telling me to grab it (uhh-oh-oh-oh)
Everything I want and more (and more)
Ain't afraid to let it go 'cause we got an understanding (an understanding)
Pushing and shoving
Kissing and loving, stripping and tugging
Is that a ride thar we know
She got that run away loving
Backstreet back sit of the car sweet loving (ohh)
No playing, no game and freaky handcuffing (freaky handcuffing)
We're gonna try so many things (yeah)
It's nothing, it's nothing (oh-whoo-whoo)
She got that run away loving
Ain't afraid to say it's been win-win loving (she ain't afraid to say its raining)
If it was a room maybe she'll brake something (ohh)
We're gonna try so many things (whoo-whoo)
It's nothing, it's nothing (oh-yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Unknown Composer, Sky Adams, Sheldon Goode
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