Every time we talk, you move in close
I don't want you stop, I don't want you to stop tonight
We've got the last two glasses on a straw hook bar
Trying to remember what number we are
String of white lights making your eyes shine tonight
We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front
Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun
You take my hand in yours, you lean in
And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria
Recking ball dancing down the hallway
You're holding your shoes, wearing my shades
We fall against the door, we fall into a wild warm kiss
We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front
Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun
You take my hand in yours, you lean in
And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria
Only thing I want to do tonight is drink you like a Spanish wine
Let you let this head of mine keep spinning, spinning around
We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front
Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun
You take my hand in yours, you lean in
And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria
Your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria
Only thing I want to do tonight is drink you like a Spanish wine
Let you let this head of mine keep spinning, spinning around
You're crashing into me like waves on the coast Every time we talk, you move in close I don't want you stop, I don't want you to stop tonight We've got the last two glasses on a straw hook bar Trying to remember what number we are String of white lights making your eyes shine tonight We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun You take my hand in yours, you lean in And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria Recking ball dancing down the hallway You're holding your shoes, wearing my shades We fall against the door, we fall into a wild warm kiss We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun You take my hand in yours, you lean in And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria Only thing I want to do tonight is drink you like a Spanish wine Let you let this head of mine keep spinning, spinning around We're buzzing like that no vacancy sign out front Your skin is begging to be kissed by a little more than the sun You take my hand in yours, you lean in And your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria Your lips taste like sangria, your lips taste like sangria Only thing I want to do tonight is drink you like a Spanish wine Let you let this head of mine keep spinning, spinning around Explain Request ×
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