Body Talking ((Electro Remix))-Vincent Dean

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When the loving is right, let your body do the talking Red dress, skin tight, you do the samba like a black mamba Cats eyes, knock me down, my spit dribble like a blood hound Your big booty wiggle, dying to communicate, your double D silicons on prison brake Your trembling buns, got rhythms like Motown drums You hypnotize me swinging your pendulum I feel like I know you, (your booty got swing) I feel like I know you from another life When the loving is right, let your body do the talking When the loving is right, you and me we do the wrestling Sweet nectar, sensual fever, let your body do the talking When the loving is right, let your body, do the talking Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Your booty got swing Your fingers sealed my lips, climbing hands set out to frisk You rip the vest of my chest, now I'm breathing hard like on mount Everest You must be Isis the Egyptian goddess, my blue blooded, belly dancing princess Pack your bags, lets run away, I'll be your bodyguard to the rest of my days I feel like I know you from another life When the loving is right, let your body do the talking When the loving is right, you and me we do the wrestling Sweet nectar, sensual fever, let your body do the talking When the loving is right, let your body, do the talking Your body got bounce, oh your body got swing Serenades of nightingale birds come to sing Your body got bounce, oh your body got swing Your kisses sensual whips of jelly fish that sting When the loving is right, let your body do the talking