Jesse Saint John - Move

I must be a masochist to love you
'Cause you'll never come around
Waiting by the exit for you
Light a cigarette to put it out

I try and I try and I try and I try
To tell you tonight
But you grab me and grind

Every time you shake that
I forget to say no
I should probably lay low
You make me
Tic tac toe
I wanna hit that
I should probably sit back
You make me

God you're such a narcissist
You might as well be dancing with yourself
Jerking me around but too much jerking
Can't be too good for your health

I try and I try and I try and I try
To tell you tonight
But you grab me and grind

Every time you shake that
I forget to say no
I should probably lay low
You make me
Tic tac toe
I wanna hit that
I should probably sit back
You make me
Mo-o-ove
You make me wanna move
Mo-o-ove
You make me wanna move
Tick tack
Oh, I wanna hit that
I should probably sit back
You make me

Baby, do that thing
You make me M-O-V-E
When I do that thing
I make you M-O-V-E
Baby, do that thing
So we can M-O-V-E
Baby, you make me mo-o-ove

Every time you shake that
I forget to say no
I should probably lay low
You make me
Tic tac toe
I wanna hit that
I should probably sit back
You make me
Mo-o-ove
You make me wanna move
Mo-o-ove
You make me wanna move
Tick tack
Oh, I wanna hit that
I should probably sit back
You make me

Written by:
Cara Salimando, Jesse St. John Geller, Timothy Pagnotta

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