作词：Steve Robson+Busbee+Luke Hemmings+Calum Hood+Mark Stewart

作曲：Steve Robson+Busbee+Luke Hemmings+Calum Hood+Mark Stewart

You like perfection

Some kind of holiday

You got me thinking

That we can run away

You want I take you there

You tell me when and where

Ooohh oh oh

But then I asked for your number

Said you don have a phone

It getting late now

I gotta let you know that

Everybody wants to take

You home tonight

But I gonna find a way

To make you mine

Don stop doing what you doing

Every time you move to the beat

It gets harder for me

And you know it know it know it

Don stop you know

That I like it

Every time you walk in the room

You got all eyes on you

And you know it know it know it

You come in close now

Swear I can taste it

You got me tongue tied

I can escape it

I loving what you got

But then you push me off

Ooohh oh oh oh

And everybody wants to

Take you home tonight

But I gonna find a way

To make you mine

Don stop doing what you doing

Every time you move to the beat

It gets harder for me

And you know it know it know it

Don stop you know

That I like it

Every time you walk in the room

You got all eyes on you

And you know it know it know it

Every day it the same

All the games that you play

Back and forth round and round

Kinda like it this way

Don stop doing what you doing

every time you move to

The beat it gets harder for me

And you know it know it know it

Don stop you know

That I like it

Every time you walk in the room

You got all eyes on you

And you know it know it

Know it know it

Don stop doing what you doing

Every time you move to

The beat it gets harder for me

And you know it know it know it