Lyrics Get Mine, Get Yours - Christina Aguilera
Baby,
you
pretend
that
things
ain't
what
they
seem
All
this
tension
telling
me
just
exactly
what
we
should
be
Now
I
don't
mind
us
bein'
some
kind
of
casual
thing
Listen,
all
I
wanna
do
for
now
is
have
you
come
and
take
all
of
me
Can
you
put
your
hands
on
my
waistline?
Want
your
skin
up
against
mine
Move
my
hips
to
the
baseline
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
Hang
a
'please
don't
disturb'
sign
Put
my
back
into
a
slow
grind
(Slow
grind)
Sending
chills
up
and
down
my
spine
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
If
you
see
me
with
a
man,
understand
that
you
can't
question
me
The
feelings
that
you
caught
ain't
my
fault
Can't
help
your
jealousy
If
you
can
handle
the
fact
That
what
we
have
has
got
to
be
commitment
free
(Free)
Then
we
can
keep
this
undercover
lovin'
comin'
Hidden
underneath
the
sheets
Can
you
put
your
hands
on
my
waistline?
(Ooh,
on
my
waistline)
Want
your
skin
up
against
mine
Move
my
hips
to
the
baseline
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
(We
don't
fall
in
love)
Hang
a
'please
don't
disturb'
sign
Put
my
back
into
a
slow
grind
(Slow
grind)
Sending
chills
up
and
down
my
spine
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
Now
listen,
so,
come
on
and
freak
my
body
We
can
get
nasty,
naughty
all
night,
a
private
party
Gotta
hit
that
spot
just
right,
work
me
like
a
nine
to
five
It
ain't
about
the
kissin'
and
huggin'
'Cause
this
is
a
physical
lovin'
Straight
sweatin',
our
bodies
are
rubbin'
Gotta
hit
that
spot
just
right,
work
me
like
a
nine
to
five
We
have
a
physical
thing
We
make
love,
but
don't
fall
in
love
(Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours)
We
spend
time,
just
enough
so
you
get
yours,
and
I
get
mine
No
strings
attached
I
want
your
body,
not
your
heart
(Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours)
Can
you
put
your
hands
on
my
waistline?
(hands
on
my
waistline)
Want
your
skin
up
against
mine
Move
my
hips
to
the
baseline
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
(But
don't
fall
in
love)
Hang
a
'please
don't
disturb'
sign
Put
my
back
into
a
slow
grind
Sending
chills
up
and
down
my
spine
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
Put
your
hands
on
my
waistline
(Put
your
hands
on
my
waistline)
Want
your
skin
up
against
mine
(Ooh,
the
waistline)
Move
my
hips
to
the
baseline
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
(Oh,
we
don't
fall
in
love)
(Freak
my
body,
baby)
Hang
a
'please
don't
disturb'
sign
Put
my
back
into
a
slow
grind
(Nasty,
naughty,
babe)
Sending
chills
up
and
down
my
spine
(Ooh,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
(Oo)
Hmm,
come
here
Don't
be
shy,
I
won't
bite
Let
me
get
mine,
you
get
yours
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