Christina Aguilera "Get Mine, Get Yours" |
Baby you pretend that things ain't what they seem All this tension on titling just exactly what we should be Now I don't mind us being some kind of casual thing Listen, all I wanna do for now is have you come and take all of me Chorus: 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 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 What we have has got to be commitment free (free) Then we can keep this undercover lovin' comin' Hidden underneath the sheets Chorus: Can you Put your hands on my waistline (ooh, my waistline) Want your skin up against mine (ohh) 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 (No, no love) Put my back into a slow grind (slow grind) Sending chills up and down my spine Let me get mine, you get yours Ooh 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 9 to 5 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 9 to 5 Spoken: We have a physical thing (ooh) We make love, but don't fall in love (yeah) (Let me get mine, you get yours) We spend time, just enough So you get yours, and I get mine No strings attached (Let me get mine, you get yours) I want your body, not your heart Put your hands on my waistline (Hands on my waistline) Want your skin up against mine (Oh, ooh, yeah, yeah) 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 (Down my spine) 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, my waistline) Move my hips to the baseline Let me get mine, you get yours (oh) (But don't fall in love) (Freak my body babe Nasty naughty, baby) Hang a please don't disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind Sending chills up and down my spine (Ooh, yeah, yeah, oh) Let me get mine, you get yours Ooh Come here Don't be shy I won't bite Let me get mine, you get yours Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |