"ballerina" lyrics

Watching you move like a ballerina
I feel the rush of a Friday fever
Dancing there in the dark
Does it hit you baby like a home run out of the park
Your eyes and the radio glowing
Can't stop now and I think that you know it
Driving home in your car
Does it hit you baby like a freight train straight to the heart

Is it a feeling that you get when
You got a buzz in the basement
And your song comes on with your head phones loud
And your hips start shaking
'Cause I know what it feels like
To be across that county line
At a dead end bar when the bass line starts
And the room starts spinning

And then all at once
I got a bad desire
Somewhere in the back of my mind I

Watching you move like a ballerina
I feel the rush of a Friday fever
Dancing there in the dark
Does it hit you baby like a home run out of the park
Your eyes and the radio glowing
Can't stop now and I think that you know it
Driving home in your car
Does it hit you baby like a freight train straight to the heart

Do you reach for your phone in
A head rush or panic
Out of some old habit
The same old magic that you felt before
'Cause I've been counting signs
On the highway lines
But somehow I still end up

Watching you move like a ballerina
I feel the rush of a Friday fever
Dancing there in the dark
Does it hit you baby like a home run out of the park
Your eyes and the radio glowing
Can't stop now and I think that you know it
Driving home in your car
Does it hit you baby like a freight train straight to the heart

And then all at once
I got a bad desire
Somewhere in the back of my mind I

Watching you move like a ballerina
I feel the rush of a Friday fever
Dancing there in the dark
Does it hit you baby like a home run out of the park
Your eyes and the radio glowing
Can't stop now and I think that you know it
Driving home in your car
Does it hit you baby like a freight train straight to the heart