Shiver

VERSE 1
SHIVER....
SHIVER....
TALK TO ME, TELL ME ALL ABOUT YOUR FANTASY
COME WITH ME, TAKE ME TO A PLACE I WANNA BE
YOU FOLLOW THE LINES OF MY BODY WITH YOUR FINGERTIPS
YOU TRIGGER AND QUENCH MY DESIRE, OH WHEN YOU KISS MY LIPS (I JUST CANT RESIST)

CHORUS
SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH, THAT MAKES ME FEEL SO ALIVE SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
YOU’RE GIVING ME THRILLS, GIVE MECHILLS UP AND DOWN MY SPINE

VERSE 2
MAKE YOUR MOVE
NOTHING IS FORBIDDEN NOR TABOO
WHAT YOU DO, IS STIMULATE MY SENSES, BREAK THE RULES
THIS GAME IS ADDICTIVE AND BABY I JUST PLAY TO WIN
(I JUST PLAY TO WIN)
MY BODY IS ACHING BUT MY MIND JUST WONT GIVE IN
HERE IT COMES AGAIN

CHORUS
SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH, THAT MAKES ME FEEL SO ALIVE
SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
YOU’RE GIVING ME THRILLS, GIVE ME CHILLS UP AND DOWN MY SPINE
SHIVER....
I CAN’T STOP MYSELF...
I WANT IT TO GO OVER…
SHIVER....
MY BODY’S ACHING…
IT’S GOING RIGHT THROUGH ME...
THIS GAME IS ADDICTIVE AND BABY I JUST PLAY TO WIN
(I JUST PLAY TO WIN)
MY BODY IS ACHING BUT MY MIND JUST WONT GIVE IN
(I WON’T GIVE IN, WON’T GIVE IN)

CHORUS
SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH, THAT MAKES ME FEEL SO ALIVE
SHIVER, YOU GIVE ME SHIVER
YOU’RE GIVING ME THRILLS, GIVE ME CHILLS UP AND DOWN MY SPINE
SHIVER.....

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