Ride It

Who was that calls on Saturday? You acting like a diva, say you don't wanna Play. It's gotta be the mind decider, erase that Frown. I love it when After you order me Up at the bar, reapply your lipstick 'cause it Came off on the glass. The DJ plays your favorite song, play on, play On. Now you're begging me to dance, Right? Let me, let pull you closer. Let me close your eyes, girl. We're so high, we go. Won't you take me home? I want to. Ride it. Come on, have fun. Ride it. Just lose control. Ride it, ride it to my soul. Ride it. Let me feel you. Ride it. Turn the lights down low. Ride it from head to toe. Ride it, ride it to my soul. Ride Let me feel you. Oh. Let me feel you ride It. Oh. Let me feel you ride it, ride it, Ride ride It...