We‘ve been playing this gig for six months maybe more Every Saturday night you come walking through the door I see you’re here again and those jeans are look-in fine Your killing me baby… I’m going to try to make you mine.
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I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you I’m lying and conniving if that’s what I got a do I see you on the dance floor you shake that fancy too I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you
Tonight will be the night I’m feeling pretty tight You shake those hips and swing Oh baby what a sight You’re leaning on my stage and laughing with the band I’m going to put this guitar down and take you by the hand.
Chorus:
I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you I’m lying and conniving if that’s what I got a do I see you on the dance floor you shake that fancy too I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you Here I come baby…look out
Chorus:
I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you I’m lying and conniving if that’s what I got a do I see you on the dance floor you shake that fancy too I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you
I’m dreaming and scheming I’m going to get right next to you
Right next to you
© 2019 Kenneth Paul Wallace
Writer: Kenny Wallace 155Sunflower Dr. Linden, Mi. 48451 Ph # 810-240-0445 kpw5554@gmail.com
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