Lyrics

Violence in the air, clocked out stares We're just window-shopping Won't you dance with me I'm gonna knock you down Have you after-hours Too many sherbet dips You'll get licked if you carry on this way Beautiful punch bag I'm gonna lay you down Just call me Mr. Brown I'm not that kind of man in the day Won't you hold me steady Spectacular rival I've had my medicine Although you're not my friend I'll love you to the end Either way, heavens got a place for me Your majesty, why you got it in for me Either way, heavens got a place for me Your majesty, why you got it in for me Either way, heavens got a place for me Your majesty, why got it in for me Either way, heavens got a place for me Your majesty, why you got it in for me
Writer(s): Joel Laslett Pott, George Barnett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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