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Control Me

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 04.10.2012

I'll be your entertainment tonight
I show you what ever it is you like
Just sit back and enjoy the show
And kick your feet up boy here we go
I need all of your attention
You can admire (my) dimension
(Been working) on my definition for you
Tonight there is only one thing for you to do

[2x]
Remote control me
Push the buttons to turn me on please
Pick me up, put me on the wall please
Just plug in the wire
Make my volume higher higher

(Be my) remote control

(Don't adjust the station it is just right)
(Name all your favorites I'll be that tonight)
(Espn ain't nothing compared to this)
(Think you've seen action nothing is like this)
Now I've got all of your attention
You can touch on all my dimension
(Been working) on my definition for you
Tonight I'm a the only thing for you to do

[2x]
Remote control me
Push the buttons to turn me on please
Pick me up, put me on the wall please
Just plug in the wire
Make my volume higher higher

Be my remote control

Ohhh feels like a fur
The pictures are clear
You wanna put it on pause
Remote control me
Nothing like a late night
Flick to keep you (enticed)
You wanna see it again
Remote control me

[2x]
Remote control me
Push the buttons to turn me on please
Pick me up, put me on the wall please
Just plug in the wire
Make my volume higher higher

Be my remote control


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