"Fight The Feeling" lyrics

"Fight The Feeling"

A sucker for your loving
A sucker for your kissing (Kissing, girl)
It's like a heatwave in July
Every time we're eye to eye
Rubbing (Ta-ra-da)
A sucker for your twisting (Ta-ra, da-ra)
You take me to the danger zone
But leave me shaking to the bone

Sweet like honey (Honey)
Hanging like a bomb (Oh)
Turning me on, you're turning me on
You're turning me on, you're—

Can I have it? (Hey), can I touch it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let it show
'Cause I feel like I'm about to blow
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling
Grab it? (Hey), can I love it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let me know
'Cause I don't know how to take it slow
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling (Oh-ooh)

A sucker for your touching (Ta-ra-da)
A sucker for your teasing (Ta-ra, da-ra)
But I'm not out to sneak a feel
I wanna get to freak for real
Hugging (Ta-ra-da)
A sucker for your squeezing (Ta-ra, da-ra)
I bet you feel it all inside
But let me know I'm qualified

Sweet like honey (Oh, like honey)
Banging like a bomb (Oh)
Turning me on, you're turning me on
You're turning me on, you're—

Can I have it? (Hey), can I touch it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let it show
'Cause I feel like I'm about to blow
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling
Grab it? (Hey), can I love it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let me know (Really gotta let me know)
'Cause I don't know how to take it slow (Oh-ooh)
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling

Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (Hey-hey, hey-hey)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (Can I have it?)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh ('Cause I like it)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh (I can't fight it)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (I can't fight it)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh ('Cause I like it)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (Can I have it?)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh

Baby, I'm excited (Gotta have it)
I can't deny it (Gotta have it)
I don't know how to fight it (Gotta have it)
Turning me on, you're turning me on
Love the way you flaunt it (Gotta have it)
Girl, I really want it (Gotta have it)
Turning me on, you're turning me on
You're turning me on, you're—

Can I have it? (Hey), can I touch it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let it show (Really gotta let it show)
'Cause I feel like I'm about to blow (Ooh-ooh)
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling
Grab it? (Ooh), can I love it? (Hey)
Now you really gotta let me know
'Cause I don't know how to take it slow
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling
Can I have it? (Have it). Can I touch it? (Touch it)
Now you really gotta let it show (Really gotta let it show)
'Cause I feel like I'm about to blow
When you act like that, I can't fight the feeling

Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (Can I have it?)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh ('Cause I like it)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (But can I grab it?)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh (I can't fight it)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (I can't have it)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (I can't fight the feeling) ('Cause I like it)
Oh, oh-ooh, oh-oh-ooh (But can I grab it?)
Oh-oh, oh-ooh, oh-ooh (Man)


Writer(s): Markus Reza Sepehrmanesh, Tommy Tysper, Gustav Robert Jonsson
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