Dayroom - Come On Over

Come in close, pull in tight
Get down low let’s dim the lights
I’m ready to go all night now if you want to
Doin' it once, doin' it twice
I’d rather be naughty than nice
I’d rather we found some virtue in our vices
While doin' it one two three down on the floor
Throw my back up against the door
Tear me all apart, let’s feel the motion
Up and down, side to side
In and out, come open wide
Inside of you I’ve come to hide the ocean

Wide awake and feel the earth quake
No need to follow or to lead
Hold on tight
Let’s go all night now
Gettin' close to gettin' what you need

Just come on over
We’ll be rolling in the clovers
It doesn’t matter what you wear
Just point your finger and tell me when
Where should I linger
Just point your finger, say touch me there
Say touch me there

Comin' on strong,gettin' in my face
Wrap my arms around your waist
Come close let’s have a taste
Get what your’re hopin'
Screamin' alive dreamin' awake
Show me how much can I take
My heart beats 'til it breaks it’s split wide open

Wide awake you feel the earth quake
No need to follow or to lead
Hold on tight
Let’s go all night now
Gettin' close to gettin' what you need

Just come on over
We’ll be rollin' in the clovers
It doesn’t matter what you wear
Just point your finger and tell me when
Where should I linger
Just point your finger, say touch me there
Say touch me there

One two three stand a little bit closer to me
Get what you need

Take me home, lock the door
Throw me back down on the floor
Let’s get down to the core of what we’re made of
Lay me flat down on my back
Bend me backwards til I crack
Tear me open, leave a track where we came from

Wide awake, feel the earth quake
No need to follow or to lead
Hold on tight
Let’s go all night now
Gettin' close to gettin' what you need

Just come on over
We’ll be rollin' in the clovers
It doesn’t matter what you wear
Just point your finger and tell me when
Where should I linger
Just point your finger, say touch me there
Say touch me there

Just come on over
We’ll be rollin' in the clovers
It doesn’t matter what you wear
Just point your finger and tell me when
Where should I linger
Just point your finger, say touch me there

Written by:
BRAD ZIMMERMAN, JAMES RIDDLE, MICHAEL WINGER, RYAN KELLY

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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