Your arms crossed against your chest.
I’m dancing around,
I’m kissing your cheeks and the back of your neck.
You kept a straight face,
And you fought back the smile that’s trying to break.
“You know you want me. You know you care.”
You hate Bieber, but you love my voice.
How long are you going to fight me off?
“Baby, Baby, Baby, Ohh”
Kissing your cheeks and still dancing at your feet.
Your smile is breaking across your face.
You have that look.
Speak to Me
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