Текст песни HandClap - Myles Travitz Remix - Myles Travitz , Fitz and The Tantrums

Somebody save your soul cause you've been sinning in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losin' control
You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want the good life
Every good night you're a hot one to hold
Cause you don't even know
Somebody save your soul cause you've been sinning in the city I know
Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losin' control
You're like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
I want your sex and your affection when I'm holding you close
Cause you don't even know
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
I can make your hands clap
Said I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
My fresh is searching for your worst and rest don't ever deny
I'm like stranger, give me danger
All your wrongs and your rights
Secrets on broadway to the freeway, you're a keeper of crimes
Feel no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten your wine
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
So can I get a hand clap?
Every night when the stars come out
Am I the only living soul around?
Need to believe you could hold me down
Cause I'm in need of somethig good right now
We could be screaming till the sun comes out
And when we wake we be the only sound
Get off my knees and say a pray James Brown
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
Bet I can make your hands clap
So can I get a hand clap?