Dancefloor Erotica

Original

I'm not born to sit tight, no nonchalance.

I want sweat in my eyes, and a beat that turns me on. Give me '90s New York and the Moulin Rouge.

Got a midnight desire and it's burning blue.

It's cinema, it's modern art. I'm living for the avant-garde.

I want it hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica.

Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, strut for me, baby, huh.

Ooh,

I want it hot, I want it raw, I want it dancefloor erotica.

Give me Madonna dollar, and I'll set the scene. If tonight is a genre, then we're pushing boundaries.

We'll dance with who we want 'cause we're not attached.

We're not attached.

Ooh, it's cinema, it's modern art. I'm living for the avant-garde.

It's hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica.

Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, strut for me, baby, huh.

Ooh,

I want it hot, I want it raw, I want it dancefloor erotica.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer. This is the mantra.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer.

This is the mantra, everyone's a dancer.

Ooh,

I want it hot, I want it raw, I want it dancefloor erotica.

Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica. Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica.

Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica.

Hands, hands, bodies, bodies, dancefloor erotica.