Lee Brice

Lee Brice - Four On The Floor

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We got the horses moving.

We got woofers groovin.

We got the Waylon wailing.

Everybodys head is bobbing.

I got the muffler flowing.

I got my horn a blowing.

I got the rubber burning down on all fours.

Pull in the club,

We hear the bang bang.

Roll through the door.

Everybody hey hey.

Chorus:

Four on the floor,

Feel the beat in your soul.

Moving to the rhythm,

Bumping till you can't take no more.

Dance if you want to.

Do what you came to.

You can't numb the feeling of that four on the floor.

D.J. is really wickin.

He got that old school mixing.

The fellows heads are spinning.

All the girls are finger licking.

We got the bubbly bubbling.

I got her shoulders rubbing.

And I got my game spitting,

Kicking it in low.

She grabs my arm,

Pulls me to the main stage.

Out on the floor,

Everybody sing sing.

Chorus:

Four on the floor,

Feel the beat in your soul.

Moving to the rhythm,

Bumping till you can't take no more.

Dance if you want to.

Do what you came to.

You can't numb the feeling of that four on the floor.

Take a little walk outside.

Honey wants to see my ride.

You know I think I might

turn on a little Barry White.

Chorus:

Four on the floor,

Feel the beat in your soul.

Moving to the rhythm,

Bumping till you can't take no more.

Dance if you want to.

Do what you came to.

You can't numb the feeling of that four on the floor.

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Thanks to L for correcting these lyrics

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