Warm Nights, Wild Hips (वर्ज़न 3)

Verse

Red bulb swinging low above the crowd

Dust rides up where the drum gets loud

Bare feet find the concrete grain

Your hip drops slow like it knows my name

Pre-Chorus

Night air pours through the open door

Can't stand still when the low end roars

Chorus

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Bodies bend where the bassline slips

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Nothing left but the way it fits

Verse

Candle wax drips down the amber glass

Your shoulder leans as the others pass

Heat comes off the floor in waves

Your hips keep count of the beat I gave

Pre-Chorus

Night air pours through the open door

Can't stand still when the low end roars

Chorus

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Bodies bend where the bassline slips

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Nothing left but the way it fits

Bridge

Palms up, chest to chest

Your sway says more than the rest

No talking, just the sway and the swell

Skin knows this beat too well

Chorus

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Bodies bend where the bassline slips

Warm nights, wild hips

Warm nights, wild hips

Nothing left but the way it fits