Losing Control - Kenzo Balla

You like a smooth operator, your moves You make me lose control lo-losing control You like a smooth operator, your moves You make me lose control, I am losing control You like a smooth operator, your moves You make me losing control Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed I can dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed I can dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed I can dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed You like a smooth operator, your moves With my eyes closed I can dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed You like a smooth operator, your moves With my eyes closed I can dance with my eyes closed With my eyes closed With my eyes closed Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down Dance with my eyes closed Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down With my eyes closed With my eyes closed Dance with my eyes closed Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down With my eyes closed With my eyes closed Dance with my eyes closed Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down With my eyes closed With my eyes closed Dance with my eyes closed Now I drop, drop, drop, drop, drop down With my eyes closed With my eyes closed

Come on come on Come on come on Yeahhhhh... Every time your next to me I don't know bout The way you feel I try to say no But you keep makin It so hard for me... You keep on touching Keep on kissing And harassing me! Your pretending you Don't know what to do When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me!! I'm loosing control And I cant containe Myself I'm loosing control And I cant containe Myself When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me!! Girl!! Trying to keep me On the down low so Your man wont no You don't wanna do it And you keep comin Back for more I'm tryin cool this Fire burnin when Your next to me But I'm make you Leaving times for My curtsey When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me!! Girl! I'm loosing control And I cant containe Myself I'm loosing control And I cant containe Myself When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me! Girl yeahhhhh! Zigi za Zigi zigi zay? Oh oh oh She like a teasin And a freakin She wanna hug And kiss me all night She like a playing And a makin Hold me rite and I'll do you tonight She like a teasin And a freakin She wanna hug And kiss me all night She like a playing And a makin Hold me rite and I'll milky?? When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me! Oh yeahhhhh! Zigi za Zigi zigi zay? I'm loosing control And I cant containe Myself When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me! When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me! When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Tempt me! Oh Oh! Harass me! When you touch me! Oh Oh! Tease me! Oh Oh! Oh oh! come on Na na na

Balla balla ballerino, tutta la notte e al mattino Non fermarti, balla su una tavola tra due montagne E se balli sulle onde del mare io ti vengo a guardare Prendi il cielo con le mani vola, in alto piu' degli aeroplani Non fermarti, sono pochi gli anni forse sono solo giorni E stan finendo tutti in fretta e in fila, non ce n'è uno che ritorni Balla non aver paura, se la notte è fredda e scura Non pensare alla pistola che hai puntata contro Balla alla luce di mille sigarette e di una luna Che ti illumina a giorno, balla il mistero Di questo mondo che brucia in fretta quello che ieri era vero Dammi retta Non sarà vero domani Ferma con quelle tue mani il treno Palermo-Francoforte Per la mia commozione c'è un ragazzo al finestrino Gli occhi verdi che sembrano di vetro Corri e ferma quel treno, fallo tornare indietro Balla anche per tutti i violenti, veloci di mano e coi coltelli Accidenti, se capissero vedendoti ballare Di esser morti da sempre anche se possono respirare Vola e balla sul cuore malato, illuso sconfitto poi abbandonato Senza amore dell'uomo che confonde la luna con il sole Senza avere coltelli in mano ma nel suo povero cuore Allora vieni angelo benedetto, prova a mettere i piedi sul suo petto E stancarti a ballare al ritmo del motore e alle grandi parole Di una canzone, canzone d'amore Ecco il mistero Sotto un cielo di ferro e di gesso, l'uomo riesce a amare lo stesso E ama davvero senza nessuna certezza Che commozione, che tenerezza