Better bring another bottle with you baby
If you really want to party then lets make it swing
Right into the morning.
Better bring another bottle with you baby
Cuz I really want to make this little bell ring.
Ding dong, ding.
I feel cold and I want to get you by my side
I feel bold and I want to show you how this man can ride.
Better bring another bottle with you baby
If you really want to party then lets make it swing
Right into the morning.
Better bring another bottle with you baby
Cuz I really want to make this little bell ring.
Ding dong, ding.
I feel smooth and I really want to live it up
If we groove then I promise you that we wont even stop
Better bring another bottle with you baby
I get the feeling that you want to take off and fly
High, high, well if my ceiling isnt high enough
Well burn up the sky.
I feel smooth and I really want to live it up
If we groove then I promise you that we wont even stop
Better bring another bottle with you baby
I get the feeling that you want to take off and fly
High, high, well if my ceiling isnt high enough
Well burn up the sky.
Better bring another bottle with you baby
Better try to bring another bottle now
Better bring another bottle baby
Better bring another bottle with you now.
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