Maunavi, Purple Guns Move Ya Beat

Shine on my face, bodies getting closer
Desire in my veins, taking me over
Slow grind, low light, heat in the air
Every little touch says you don't play fair

You move like trouble in the dark
Tracing letters on my heart
Every second, every beat
Pulling me into the heat
More, more
Give me what I'm begging for

More, more
Take me right down to the floor
More, more
More, more
More, more
Take me right down to the floor
Breath on my neck, can't keep any distance
Hands on my hips, losing resistance
One last hit before the lights fade out
Leave me wanting you, no coming down
You move like trouble in the dark
Tracing letters on my heart
Every second, every beat
Pulling me into the heat
More, more
More, more
More, more
Take me right down to the floor